After an hour, I wondered if I should give up and just see what happened if I made the cake with soupy egg whites. Yet I perservered. After an hour and a half, I thought I could see the consistency changing a bit, maybe these eggs weren't going to let me down after all! After almost two hours, I finally obtained this:
I also don't have a Bundt pan. (Note to self: Pick up a Bundt pan on the next trip home.) But I do have a pan with a hole in the middle, making the cake look more like a giant donut than anything else, especially once I added the glaze.
But with strawberries added as decoration, it almost looks like a real cake!
At any rate, it tasted like a real cake! Happy birthday, Frédéric! The boys and I went to a flea market today and picked him up a Tintin comic book he didn't already have as his present.