Because making a cake is as much about thinking about baking the cake as it is eating the cake,
and because there is as much pleasure in cracking the eggs and mixing the batter and greasing the pans,
and the smell of a cake in the oven as it bakes, and the feeling of success when the layers are flipped out of the pans, for all these reasons we had cake this weekend.
AND because I like to use the cake plate with the glass dome, and believe in the liberal use of sprinkles, and love the appearance of a cake on the dining room table, these are also reasons we had cake this weekend.
There is of course the light sweetness of the cake on the tongue, and the tender buttery softness of the crumb as you chew, and the delight in licking the frosting off the fork, these are also reasons to have cake.
See how I just demonstrated the therapeutic value of cake? Cake. It's good for you. Don't listen to anyone who tries to tell you otherwise.
Now I want cake
Posted by: Janet G | 04/03/2017 at 06:10 AM
Cake, cake and more cake... that's always the BEST!!!
Posted by: Emie | 04/04/2017 at 06:56 AM
I am gonna have to make my way to Kansas some time. To see your farmer's market in action. To see your marvelous quilts and scarves and shawls. To taste a meal prepared by you and your talented husband. And to watch you and your California-based, artistic, journaling, inspiring sister (who would happen to be in town, of course) sketch and paint. Or perhaps I could be the valet or kitchen clean up crew when you and your sister and your friend have your art retreats out in the desert. I promise to just watch and not get in the way. And I will only eat just a little bit, just enough to taste the deliciousness of your collective kitchen giftedness. I hope it's not too forward of me to invite myself ... but you all are such an inspiration to me.
Posted by: GailNHB | 04/14/2017 at 08:59 AM