I have two nephews. They are both brilliant and funny in totally unique ways...as different from each other as night and day.
One day, I had the younger one over to my house while his mother (my sister) was out. Little E. and I decided to bake cookies. He informed me that we had to lick the beaters, "cuz if the batter's good, the cookies will be good." So we each, very seriously and scientifically, tasted the cookie dough to make sure the cookies would be good.
Following his sage advice, I tasted the batter for the cake that I currently have in the oven. It was really against my better judgement too, because the thing has like six eggs in it. But oh my word...if LE's words are true, then this cake is going to be to die for. The batter was absolutely heavenly, and it was only my fear of salmonella that kept me from eating more of it.
I think the only thing that could make it better is the honey vanilla butter than I'm planning on making to spread on the cake and the pumpkin muffins I already made. It's Fall baked goods heaven.