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HE'S NOT GAY!!! lol, yay! XD
Office is crazy quiet today.
Brad, Aaron, Scott, and Randall are out on vacation. Alan's out on injury. :(
I'm not sure if Chris is around, he's pretty quiet anyway.
Lety made a white cake because the cake mix had been sitting on the shelf for awhile and she wanted to be done with it. She thinks she failed because the cake stuck to the pan and broke and junk.
Whatever. Cake is cake.
I took some for breakfast this morning. I munched on a piece and it was a little dry so I instinctively went for the "scum".
"Scum" is the top, brown park of a cake that is generally very moist and sweet. The term scum, along with the yumminess in my mouth took me back.
My mom used to make cakes. Cakes like whoa. She took cake decorating classes back in the day, and boy, she made really nice looking cakes. She's done more wedding cakes than I can remember. I remember having to transport the cakes to the reception. She always stressed out about that. And rightly so. When you have a masterpiece, a freaking wedding cake, and you have to drive it somewhere with just a little kid (me) stabilizing it so it doesn't topple over, that can be stressful. I don't remember any major wipe outs though. :)
But anyway, the white cake that Lety made must have been the mix that Moma used to use for her wedding cakes.
Brie came up with the term "scum". After Moma baked a cake, but before she shaped it up, she let me and Brie have at the top (which she would shave off anyway to make the cake flat on the top). You could just use your finger to roll the scum into a little spiral, and pop it in your mouth. And THEN, when Moma would level the cake, she always but the unlevel top part in a bowl for us to munch on.
So that's what breakfast reminds me of today.
When my parents moved, they gave me all of Moma's stuff that was in the attic. I went through it carefully and realistically and yard sold stuff that I did not want and need. One of those things being Moma's cake decorating box. It didn't sell and when I started giving stuff away to the neighborhood kids, one young girl took it, really having no idea what it was.
Her mom will probably be like, "What is this crap?" and throw it out.
Ouch.
But, like I said, I was realistic about this stuff. I do not need and really do not have room for an intricate cake decorating set.
But I have my memories.
Maybe I should try baking and decorating a cake sometime. I saved Moma's icing recipes (which would have been famous, given the opportunity) from the stuff I gave away. And shoot, I watched her enough times to know the basics.
She used a pretty stiff icing. White icing on the base, press a paper towel over it to make it smooth. Do frillies for the borders of the cake in some other color...
Maybe I should try that some time.
Office is crazy quiet today.
Brad, Aaron, Scott, and Randall are out on vacation. Alan's out on injury. :(
I'm not sure if Chris is around, he's pretty quiet anyway.
Lety made a white cake because the cake mix had been sitting on the shelf for awhile and she wanted to be done with it. She thinks she failed because the cake stuck to the pan and broke and junk.
Whatever. Cake is cake.
I took some for breakfast this morning. I munched on a piece and it was a little dry so I instinctively went for the "scum".
"Scum" is the top, brown park of a cake that is generally very moist and sweet. The term scum, along with the yumminess in my mouth took me back.
My mom used to make cakes. Cakes like whoa. She took cake decorating classes back in the day, and boy, she made really nice looking cakes. She's done more wedding cakes than I can remember. I remember having to transport the cakes to the reception. She always stressed out about that. And rightly so. When you have a masterpiece, a freaking wedding cake, and you have to drive it somewhere with just a little kid (me) stabilizing it so it doesn't topple over, that can be stressful. I don't remember any major wipe outs though. :)
But anyway, the white cake that Lety made must have been the mix that Moma used to use for her wedding cakes.
Brie came up with the term "scum". After Moma baked a cake, but before she shaped it up, she let me and Brie have at the top (which she would shave off anyway to make the cake flat on the top). You could just use your finger to roll the scum into a little spiral, and pop it in your mouth. And THEN, when Moma would level the cake, she always but the unlevel top part in a bowl for us to munch on.
So that's what breakfast reminds me of today.
When my parents moved, they gave me all of Moma's stuff that was in the attic. I went through it carefully and realistically and yard sold stuff that I did not want and need. One of those things being Moma's cake decorating box. It didn't sell and when I started giving stuff away to the neighborhood kids, one young girl took it, really having no idea what it was.
Her mom will probably be like, "What is this crap?" and throw it out.
Ouch.
But, like I said, I was realistic about this stuff. I do not need and really do not have room for an intricate cake decorating set.
But I have my memories.
Maybe I should try baking and decorating a cake sometime. I saved Moma's icing recipes (which would have been famous, given the opportunity) from the stuff I gave away. And shoot, I watched her enough times to know the basics.
She used a pretty stiff icing. White icing on the base, press a paper towel over it to make it smooth. Do frillies for the borders of the cake in some other color...
Maybe I should try that some time.