There are Bad Days. We've all been there. Bad work days. Bad hair days (bad bang days for me, these days). Bad hangnail days. Bad travel days. Bad TV days (Dear Kim Kardashian: I want those three hours I spent watching your wedding back. And also that entire Sunday I spent glued to E! catching up on your life's happenings in advance of your wedding extravaganza - oh no, have I revealed too much about my single girl behavior? - please and thank you.)
There are Bad Days.
And then there are Bad Baking Days.
The onset of fall was filled with such promise. Leaves turning absolutely gorgeous shades of orange, yellow, and red. Crisp, cool air and peacoats and scarves and tights. Grocery stores stocked with apples, gourds, and canned pumpkin.
I should have known better. I made this recipe at around this time last year. And what happened last year? I put too much batter in the bread pan and my pumpkin bread overflowed in the oven. Like, major. What I failed to do last year was write myself a note on my recipe, reminding me DON'T FILL THE BATTER TOO HIGH, ALEXIS! WOULDN'T WANT ANOTHER EPISODE LIKE THE PUMPKIN BREAD DISASTER OF 2010, NOW WOULD WE?!
Lots of things come into and go out of my brain in a year. Important things like the lyrics to every single Spring Awakening song, the entire Hunger Games series, and Kim's Fairytale Wedding. So when I opened a new can of pumpkin last week, it's completely 100% understandable that I forgot my previous flub.
The parts of this bread that were edible were absolutely delicious. And I think you should go make it. Right after you delete anything Kardashian-related from your DVR. Like, immediately.
