Once upon a time I hated pineapple upside-down cake. It tasted and looked like Jiffy Mix met a can of sweetened pineapple, went out on a really bad date and fell into a deep dish, head first.
I’d forget after a while and make it again like it was something new and different. And I still didn’t like it. Even when I moved past Jiffy Mix to decent yellow cakes, fresh pineapple and caramelized sugar, it still lacked something. Mostly it reminded me of school lunch fare. Beige.
Still, I was hopeful that I might try just one more time (hope springs eternal or my brain is wired like Dilbert). And I’m glad not only that I did, but had the foresight to write it all out as I was making it up. Continue reading