It has been a week of feeling like I cannot do anything. You know what I can do, and very well, at that?

Make Texas Sheet Cake. I experimented with Minnesota, but this is the only one for me. Give me batter that almost overflows the pan. Give me a pan that I bought exclusively for this recipe and use for nothing else, no regrets. Give me more frosting than is probably appropriate. Fudge masquerading as frosting. I will take what I can and give nothing back. 

I made this for a coworker who dropped extremely casually that he has a weakness for sheet cakes. Do I need to impress this person? Nope.

But if you thought that was the game, well. You haven’t been playing for very long.

I don’t need to impress anyone. I don’t need to prove I have a killer sheet cake recipe. I don’t need to show how many NFL starting QBs I can name. 

I want to.

That’s the game. 

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