Mine? Well, it tasted good.
The recipe called for a chocolate ganache made by melting chocolate chips and butter together, then stirring in sour cream. That was a lumpy seized chocolate mess- twice. The garbage disposal thought it tasted just fine though.
Not to be deterred, I called up Sissy, who is a much better baker. She told me to make a butter cream. Off I go, happily dumping cocoa, powdered sugar, butter, and chambord into my mixer.
Me: "How do I know if it's ready?"
Sissy: " When all the powdered sugar is incorporated"
Me: "Gee, this sure is sticky and doesn't want to spread"
Sissy: " You should put more milk in, it's too stiff"
Me: " Too late, it's all on top of the cake now! "
Cue the uncontrollable laughter on my part as this homely cake takes shape.
Nonetheless, it tastes good, and it's my birthday. Therefore it's perfect. I just may have someone else make it next year...