When I saw the ingredients list for this particular cake, my Spidey sense started tingling. Was it… ? Could it be… ? I was at work, so I texted Bryan: this is a weird question but do we have three apples? When he said three apples exactly I felt better than I had all day. The recipe, in addition to the pantry ingredients I tend to always have on hand, called for two egg whites and three apples. I had exactly two already-separated egg whites in the fridge, and as Bryan confirmed, exactly three apples. It was a small thing, but it was so exciting.​​