February 17, 2010

Let Them Eat Cake

Cake. It has had a profound impact on my life. Yes, I said it. Cake and I, we go way back. It seems with so many good or bittersweet memories, there's always cake. And lest we forget the infamous cake lines, "Let them eat cake", "who's picking up the cake", "what kind of cake", "piece of cake", "cake walk".
Another birthday just passed for me and I'm thirty something again. Quite honestly I have to think about how old I am because I block it out. And sometimes I just plain forget. I can tell you my child's age down to the month and day, but can't yet the year right for myself if I try. Here's my tried and true trick, I think of how old my younger sister is and add two years.

When February rolled around, again, this year I almost had mild cardiac arrest because I thought I was going to be thirty-five; lucky I'm only thirty-four. Sounds crazy, I know, but it is my makeup. Or is it crazy?  It just seems all of sudden thirty to thirty-four came WAY too quickly. It's the children.  I think gray hair must slow metabolism and accelarate time.

Anyway, back to the post at hand, cake. We just polished off my red velvet birthday cake (my favorite) just in time for Pinkalicious cupcakes today for Audrey's birthday. And I thought, wow, more cake. But a birthday's just not the same without it. Or a wedding, or anniversary (after 25), or a Baptism or graduation, or good ol' church potluck! It is a food of celebration, a staple in our society. The cake is huge at weddings. It can be quite a conversation starter or topic,or even a budget buster.

So we have the cake, homemade or store bought, iced or fudged or frozen, and we enjoy a piece and divvy out large heaping portions, even though some ask for just "a small piece". You know darn well, if you've even been given the task of cake cutter, you better dish those babies out large and fast, otherwise you'll either be taking some home or it will be sitting in your kitchen getting hard and more dry day by day.

So here are some of my cake favorites:
My wedding cake: basic butter cream marble with raspberry
My favorite cake I've made: Audrey's Elmo cake for birthday number 2
The tastiest cake I've made: Staci's surprise party coconut almond chocolate ganache
The cutest cake: Sara's hot dog cake

The best wedding cake: Pam and Chad's, wow, that was good, I confess I ate three pieces

My best cake story involves one of my best friends. In fact, the winner of the tastiest wedding cake.  We've been friends since 5th grade, so with that comes a lot of girl fights and making up. Our moms were friends, as we are all church going Lutherans and when you are a Lutheran in the South; you're a minority amongst the Baptists and Methodists. Anyway, not that any of that matters, and my point is, the church was small. So after one of our fights, my friend and I were miserable without each other. Our Mom's planned an intervention. They forced us into the same house to talk it out. After the token "I'm sorry", there is always the uncomfortable silence to deal with. And even when you're 13 the inevitable thoughts still swarm your brain, will things be different between us, is everything really okay, or are we damaged forever? And because your mind is consumed with those thoughts, the uncomfortable silence seems even longer because neither of you know how to 'break the ice'. So I stepped up to the plate. My Mom had known they were coming, so we had made a cake in advance. So, I looked my friend in the eye and said, "Do you want a piece of cake?” And she said "yes". It's all history after that, things returned to normal, and we didn't skip a beat. And to this day, after we have a disagreement and the air is thick, one of us will say, "want a piece of cake?” We always laugh, and it's our way of saying to each other, it's going to be okay.

Thanks to whoever mixed that first couple eggs, milk, flour and other ingredients to make the first cake. And thanks to Martha Stewart for always making it a joy near impossible to replicate.  Life just wouldn't be the same without it.

1 comment:

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