Cake, right? How hard could that be?
Answer 1: ow my bloody forearm. Next time I'm using the hand-mixer. To mix my hands so the other forearm gets a taste of it.
Answer 2: topology's a bit wrong, but given it's comparable with similar items that have come from that stove, further experimentation is likely.
For this disturbing display of, um, something-or-other, you can blame
nalsa's
Idiot's Guide. Although it tangentially makes sense of how two of my great aunts cooked, which was some weird (from the outside, knowing nothing about the process but having looked at the manuals and the telly programmes, which were all about precise amounts) jazz method of throwing stuff together in handfuls and having startling cake come out of the other side.