That Damn Cake

I told y'all that I was making a Sweet Potato Cake.  Annie got some yams from the farmers' market last Friday, and I wanted to use them.  I'm on a baking kick right now, and I had never had a cake like that before, so I tried it.

I mixed up the batter (used olive oil instead of vegetable oil to combine 2 favorite savory flavors [yams the 2nd]... like Cupcake Wars!), poured it in the bundt pan, and threw it in a preheated oven.  Since I'm always nervous about homogenous cooking, I threw aluminum foil on the top so that heat was distributed as well as it would be through my thick bundt.  After about 45 minutes, I pulled off the foil so it would brown.  I'm so smart.

The recipe said to bake it for 1h15m, but I only baked it an hour.  Burnt cake sucks, and so does dry cake.  Err on the side of undercooked.  I pulled it out, and pressed on it.  It sprang back.  I considered that good enough.  No toothpick; I am fancy pants after all.

Turns out it tastes good, but it didn't cook thoroughly.  It looks great, but when Annie was eating a piece this morning, she let me know that there's a small layer of batter still hanging out in there.  It's edible, but that pisses me off.

Damn me not letting it go 15 more minutes w/o the foil.

I threw it back in the oven for 25 minutes today.  The outside just got crunchier, but the inside didn't finish cooking.

Did I really apply to be a baker?
~RoB