Zee cake is 'een the oven as I write zees. I did a better job this time than last time, I hope: I used butter instead of soybean oil to coat the inside of the Bundt-ish pan, so there shouldn't be that weird aftertaste from before. We'll see. The cake is baking, and I've prepped the sugary rum sauce that gets spooned into the baked cake while it's still hot and able to absorb liquid well. The cake will be served on Tuesday to my ex-boss and ex-coworker. My place is apparently about halfway between their two homes (the ex-boss lives in Suwon/Yongin—he's right on the border; the ex-coworker lives in Gimpo; I'm in southeastern Seoul), which is why they're meeting me in my building's lobby on Tuesday at 1 p.m. In theory, we're going to have lunch at the galbi restaurant in my building, but I suspect my boss, who has in many ways gone native, will do the Korean thing and suddenly push to eat somewhere else.
Pics of the cake and cookies will follow soon, my sweet.
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