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I had 2 cake layers cooling on a rack on the table (they were in here because I'm short on counter space). I just heard lips smacking. I turned around and someone had managed to pull the rack over, pull off one of the layers, and pull off a piece.

I looked at the cake, said to hell with it, and ripped off a chunk for myself. Only sponge cake (came out a bit dryer than I remember this recipe being) but hey. I'll have to bake fresh ones now. Shame I'll have to wait for Neil to get home with more eggs...