I started the long Labor Day weekend with high hopes, considering Friday marked the end of my vegan cleanse and I would be able to make this week’s TwD assignment without reservation. However, an hour into Friday afternoon I had the misfortune of suffering a wicked fall when I tripped over a manhole cover. It was the worst left ankle pain I’d ever experienced. There was no walking off this pain, and the wincing on my face foreshadowed a weekend of dashed plans. I spent the entire holiday cooped up in my apartment with my left ankle wrapped, iced, and elevated. After three and a half days of that non-stop regimen, I was able to stand long enough to make this cake, but I had no desire to eat it. My ankle still hurts way too much to enjoy any type of food. I’m hoping to be out of this funk in a week and that there will be a slice of this cake left by then.