Tag Archives: cake

Carbonated cake?

I’m not much of a cake eater, but this ‘recipe’ has put me in the baking mood.

I found it on the Interwebs. Rumor has it if you have a favorite boxed cake mix on hand, all you need is a can of soda — instead of the usual eggs, water, oil, etc. — to make a perfectly yummy dessert.

Here are the suggested combinations:

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Game on.

Florida clan — this is on my list of ‘suggested dishes’ for our beach trip later this month. We gotta try it!

Eating healthy

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This is a cake that looks like veggies.

That totally counts.

Good gourd

Halloween is a little more than a month away, and I’m already pumpkin’ed out.

evil pumpkin

Pumpkin Swirl cheesecake.  Pumpkin cake donuts. Pumpkin Spice vodka.  And of course, the granddaddy of them all —

Starbucks’ pumpkin spice latte.

I hit the wall this week when I ran out of my regular shampoo and was forced to use a bottle in the cabinet of none other than…

Pumpkin Spice

I love the pie at Thanksgiving, but walking around as a pumpkin head?

No.  No, thank you.

Stray thought

Isn’t it funny how our brains work?

The weather this morning was perfect — cool and comfortable with blue skies overhead.  As I walked along with Rory Dog, I couldn’t help but notice the clouds.  They looked like thin schmears of white frosting on the sky.

But instead of making me hungry, they made me think of a book I read a hundred years ago — The Ivory Cane by Janet Dailey.  It was one of my mom’s romance novels, but the story sticks with me to this day.

The heroine Sabrina was an artist, blinded in her 20’s in a car accident.  When she frosted a cake, she had to run her fingers along the icing to see if it was completely covered.  Her family called her creations “fingerprint cakes.”

Of course, she still got the guy.  (It was a Harlequin romance.)

My brain conjured all that up from the sight of a wispy cloud.  But I still don’t much like cake.

 

Pie in the sky

Let them eat cake. — Marie Antoinette
Let them eat pie. — The Sticky Egg

I have never been a fan of cake.

For my birthday, I prefer pie.  Fruit pie.  (Lemon pie, to be picky and specific.) Sometimes I get one; often I don’t.

But then again, I don’t have a pie fairy like Willis Welch.

For the past 35 years, Willis has received a pecan pie at his Columbus, Ohio door every Christmas.  From whom he can not say, even after all this time.

This year’s pastry was accompanied by a note announcing the pie fairy’s retirement saying,  “I am a little too fat to fly anymore.”

While I’m sad this particular pie maker is grounded, I am inspired by his tradition.  We need more pie fairies in the world!  At birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, sick beds — you name it!  Life needs more pie in it.

Will you be my pie fairy?

Pick this

My friend Caroline and I, who met my junior year of college, joke that we’ve known each other since birth.  We had a instant kinship the first day we met in journalism class.

We also both had dogs named Booger.  I mean, come on — what are the chances?

Caroline was also the first person I thought of when I read about the booger-flavored ice cream that’s for sale this summer at The Ice Cream Store  in Rehoboth Beach, Delaware.

If you immediately thought “Gross,” you’re probably not the target market.  Kids are.  And they have made the snotty-sounding flavor the second most popular at the shop.  Actually, “Booger” sounds pretty good once you hear the ingredients.  It’s made with cake batter that’s tinted booger green with swirls of caramel and little Lucky Charms marshmallows.

I’m up for anything with caramel in it.  And customers say it tastes a lot better than it looks.

Oh — the number one flavor is something called “Ooey Gooey,” which contains Oreos, caramel and fudge.

Wonder what that looks like…