Cakes don’t need to be baked in pans. At least that’s what I discovered one day after I moved in with my boyfriend in his Brooklyn apartment back in my 20s. Having a serious boyfriend was rather new to me, and actually living together was brand spanking new, too. I wasn’t much of a cook, and honestly, I'm still not, but I remember for a few weeks, I was having a lot of fun planning and cooking meals. And then one day, I decided I was going to make a cake. So after work, ...