Sugar, Sugar

I have had a cold this week. The usual end-of-winter plague: scratchy throat, no voice, panicky dependence on kleenexes. It's going away slowly. I did have voice enough for a phone interview yesterday so that was a relief.

One of the side-effects of having a cold is that your head gets sort of woolly and vague. At least mine does. Just how vague was made clear to me last night as I was baking a cake for the book club I'll attend this evening. I decided to make the apple-chocolate chip cake I described here - a recipe that is both very simple and very familiar since I've made it several times before. And yet.

I left out the 1 cup of sugar the recipe calls for. That's right. Cake, hold the sugar please. I didn't discover until this morning when I popped it out of the pan and cut a piece to taste (thank heaven I did that!) that I made a CAKE WITH NO SUGAR. And not on purpose because I'm so healthy and all. I just left it out.

The funny thing? With all those chunks of apple and chocolate chips, it tastes all right. Not as sweet as it should by any means. (In fact, a little salty between apple and chocolate bits.) But still. I'm taking it to the book club. They'll get a laugh out of it. I hope.