Herman the German… Cake!

I got a jar of Herman Cake (batter?) from a friend at work. (And a slice of her Herman which had chocolate chips in it.) She got it from one of our team leaders. (Apples and blueberries in his – yum!) clearly, I work with people who have exceptional taste! 🙂

Hermans are very needy cakes – you have to alternate stirring and feeding them for ten days before you can add your own bits and bake. They come with instructions that start: “Hi, my name is Herman and I’m a sour dough cake.” Cake that talks to you and has to be fed? This appealed to the child in me!

I must admit that I’m just a teensy bit afraid of killing Herman. Both of the people who’ve done this before me are good at baking and, as you know, I’m a bit of a freak in the kitchen. It’s either going to end in awesomeness – or tears. (Let’s hope for awesomeness.)

I’ve already decided what I’m going to add if Herman makes it to day 10: bacon and maple syrup! I don’t know if this is even possible but I have to believe that bacon will find a way!