It just happens. Oh, maybe the other side is better, say you?
Nope. That was the side that avalanched right off in the fridge and I just ended up packing it back into place. Tears were shed.
I've been making this cake annually for over a decade. I have no idea what I did wrong this time. Luckily it was still delicious, if extremely humbling to my baking ego. On a brighter note, the frosting, which is usually the issue, cooperated beautifully even though I made a triple batch in one go.
I'm just going to pretend it looked like the 2009 version instead. That was a good year.
This time last year we were deep in wedding preparations and I had to get a storebought cake and almost dropped it. I think my mom's birthday might be cake-cursed.