In which I ask, with much anguish, WHY?

Two questions:

1. WHY MUST MARTHA STEWART TEMPT ME WITH DELICIOUS AUTUMNAL BAKED GOODS?

2. WHY MUST IT BE OVER 110 DEGREES IN LATE SEPTEMBER? I guess that not having a working air conditioner is technically our fault, but still. Yesterday was the hottest day ever recorded in LA. Let me repeat: since at least 1877, when they began recording such things, it has never been this hot in LA. Gross.

But seriously, how am I supposed to bake a fall chocolate pumpkin cake with cream filling in this kind of heat? Have some mercy, Martha. I guess I can at least do this one:



Happy Blistering Heat! I mean, Fall!

A.