I had wanted to write this on Sunday evening which I realized was the last day of November. I was motivated enough. But somehow, I could not manage to. Then, yesterday too, as a welcome note to the last month of the year, I decided to take it up. Again, something came up. So here I am finally to reveal the secret of my Sunday’s attempt of baking a Pineapple upside down cake.

Long ago, when there were few cookery shows and when there wasn’t any internet here, my sister used to write down recipes (from wherever she could gather) she thought she would get interested in cooking. Lots of recipes were tried and my sister, I must say, was successful in all her attempt. At that time, my attention would only be on one thing and that was eating. I would flip through the pages of that diary so that I could ask her to make something for me. She had written a few recipes of cakes. And it was there that for the first time I had ever come across a Pineapple upside down cake. Somehow the name was too attractive and fascinating for me.

So when I decided I would make a Pineapple upside down cake, I went back to the diary. When I woke up on Sunday morning, my mind had been bubbling with the idea of baking this cake. I had been almost fixated on this cake. I don’t know how I did not dream of a pineapple cake on Saturday night. Such was the extent to which my mind had been occupied so that it would not wander anywhere else.

Well, the morning passed by. It was after lunch that I decided I would start my preparation. As I started referring to the diary, I felt a little nervousness creeping in. It appeared to me as if I had some kind of an examination. So I started with caramelizing sugar which is important for the cake. I had never done it before. So I had no idea how much sugar should I be using. As I started the process, I saw sugar turning brown and it was so beautiful. I put this caramel on the pineapple slices that I put in the baking dish.

Next was the cake’s batter which by now I think I am quite comfortable with. So I put the batter on the caramelized pineapple slices, put it inside the oven. After some twenty-five minutes, the cake’s aroma came wafting through the air. I knew my cake was done. I asked my mom to check whether it was cooked completely. And yes, it was!!

We left it for a while and then turned it on a plate where we saw the very beautiful and our first pineapple upside down cake. I was elated. I had done it all on my own. But I still had some nervousness left as I didn’t know how it would taste. I cut three pieces; for my parents and myself. My mom tasted it first and I was excited too see that she liked it. I tasted it too. The image was perfectly in sync with the taste. All in all, I am encouraged again by this successful attempt of mine. Let’s see when I bake next.