Nobody's Perfect, or the story of how I messed up a cake

One day I'll have to post a story on here about a dessert I made that came out perfectly without having to put too much effort into.  In the meantime, here is a brief story of the pear and chocolate cake I baked on Saturday night:

As mentioned in Monday's post, John Paul made a superb dinner for us as a reward for the spring cleaning we accomplished over the weekend.  I thought it would be a great idea for me to make a cake that was light and easy, with perhaps some fruit in it.  Enter the bittersweet chocolate and pear cake.  I already had most of the ingredients, but was missing the springform pan it called for.  No big deal, I thought.  I'll just throw it into my round silicone baking pan and call it a day!

Thus I went about making the cake. I peeled and diced the pears, I browned the butter, I whipped the eggs for 10 minutes (well, the mixer did).  I put it into the pan and into the oven and was prepared for the glory that would come with baking a perfect dessert.

The picture above is the last picture I took of the cake.  The heat TOTALLY didn't distribute properly, and the middle of the cake wouldn't bake.  John Paul and I ended up having to eat it with spoons right out of the pan.
Some girlfriends came over on Tuesday night and helped finish it.
My friends are so considerate.