A little bit of flour makes a lot of fond and found memories –

ImageI like cake. Or at the very least, I like the idea of an untouched red velvet perched under a glass dome in the middle of my kitchen island.

There’s something perfect about a cake on a crystal pedestal.

Something magical and lovely that happens when kids spy it for the first time … their eyes swelling with anticipation and joy. Adults too — our eyes get big and round and full of hope when we see mounds of fluffy frosting … although our reaction might be more of a flashback to a childhood memory like our grandmother’s coconut cream cake, or our mother’s seven-layer German chocolate …

We have very few traditions in my family, but every year on the first day of school I always bake a cake. And it’s always the first thing the kids see when they come in through the kitchen door and drop their backpacks on the floor. And even though they know it’s going to be there, their initial reaction is still a Kodak moment — and it’s one that I carry with me as a reminder, that even when they are being their charming teenage selves, that they love coming home to a place where their mother still bakes them cake …

Everyone likes cake. It can make any given Tuesday seem like a special day.

It can make any moment worthy of celebration. And it makes the house smell good too … so if you’ve got nothing else to do today, go bake a cake. No time? Buy one, just be sure you pull out that glass pedestal (you know, the one you got for a wedding present but never use) and showcase that cake … maybe light a candle somewhere that smells like butter cream frosting and no one will be the wiser … but they will be happier. Hey, Betty Crocker knew what she was doing. Cheers!

Today’s Post inspired by:The Daily Prompt, Unexpected Guests“You walk into your home to find a couple you don’t know sitting in your living room, eating a slice of cake. Tell us what happens next.” OK. OK. So I strayed a little off topic … but for the record, if I walked into my house and found anyone — stranger or not — eating cake in my living room I would blow a gasket … food is not allowed in my living room. Not even cake.

9 Comments

  1. Whoa! This blog looks exactly like my old one! It’s on a totally different topic but it
    has pretty much the same layout and design. Outstanding choice of colors!

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