"There
are so many forms of love. Spending time with friends, telling stories. I enjoy
showing my love by baking a cake for somebody ..." Pia Klementieff
I love to bake, it's fun and easy, and fills my house with delightful scents. To me baking a cake is way of showing love---whether the recipient wants it or not, hahaha.
When I met my ex husband he was a young guy living in Manhattan. Every week he'd take the subway out to Flatbush Brooklyn to visit his mother. Every week she'd send him home with homemade chicken soup and a homemade cinnamon swirl pound cake. It was, I'm sure, her way of showing her love.
My friend is coming to visit tomorrow. When I have special guests I like to have a homemade cake or cookies to offer, with hot tea in the winter, lemonade in the summer. It's my way of welcoming, of showing my love; it fits my old-fashioned notions of hospitality.
My mom sent my dad to NYC with a pound cake wrapped in foil, for my birthday one year. 22? 23?He took me to Tiffany's and bought me a gold bangle bracelet with a tiny diamond on it. I wish I still had it. A cake---and a gift---my undemonstrative family's version of love.
This weekend I baked a cake for my friend who makes the long drive down from Upstate New York to spend the day with me. Here's another fun cake quote:
"My idea of baking is buying a ready make cake mix and
throwing in an egg." Cilla Black [was she a famous Beatles
groupie, or what?]
I was so in the mood for carrot cake! Mel and I had been talking about an old New England recipe for Campbell's Tomato Soup Cake. Mel said,
eeew, but I said
maybe good, like carrot cake?
The baking aisles are sparse these days; lots of gluten free, no carrot cake mix. At the third store I tried I found an old fashioned Betty Crocker pound cake mix. Perfect.
I do use mixes, they're easy and fun. I used olive oil for moistness, the above mentioned egg; poppy seeds; and I subbed orange-peach Grand Marnier liqueur for the liquid. Ooooh it smelled amazing, heaven on a dark fog -drenched day. [the fog horn has been wailing all day again today.]
It baked up so high! Is that from the liqueur?
I sliced it and layered it with orange marmalade and a layer of cream cheese frosting.
A small amount of frosting was melted and put on top.
Teatime.
I love sweet flowered tea party dishes.
Violets, swoon.
Lavender rose buds, lily of the valley, pansies...
I don't actually use this china for guests, because modern people find it pretentious and it makes them feel uncomfortable or uneasy. It places too much importance on the act of eating and sharing. For real life I have plain grey blue mugs from Target. Go figure.
Will my friend partake? I doubt it, I think she is still on her ''Clean 3o" diet kick. She looks wonderful and has lost so much weight that I can't be disappointed by her rejection. I have apples [only Granny Smith!]; organic raw almonds, and hard boiled eggs, with cold green tea for her instead. The cake went in the freezer.
My kids should be home soon, from skiing. I made Swedish meatballs and salad---in case they're hungry. No cake.
love
lizzy
gone to the beach....
Clean 30 Eating
HERE
Tomato Soup Cake
here
PS Paperwhites FAIL! I must take back my suggestion that we can just pick up a supermarket box of daff bulbs on sale! So disappointing, only two mingy little, though very sweet, flower bunches. This was week three, last Monday. Next year I'll order from Amazon instead, it's worth a few more dollars spent.
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