I’d flip through mom’s Betty Crocker cook book to the page with the devil’s food cake frosted white. I’d stare, fantasize and drool, like porno. Eventually I helped mom bake, measuring flour, stirring batter. At ten, I started making cakes by myself. I loved serving dad cake. “Mmm mmm! Sandee, this is good cake,” daddy would say with cake in his mouth. Cake would get in his beard. He had full cheeks and his eyes told jokes. He’d chew, look at me, nod, and clink his fork to the plate until the end. “Hey, cut me another piece of that cake Sandee.” Win!
My cakes then were box cakes with Duncan Hines Frosting. I was meticulous about stirring the batter 300 times – God forbid I should fuck up and stir too many times – I only imagined what manner of wrong this would cause.
I matured and made scratch cakes. I made this spice cake after work and would eat the whole thing in a night. It didn’t affect my weight because I smoked a lot, exercised and took stress pills. I made cakes for boyfriends in heart shaped pans. I favored lemon cakes with lemon frosting that I made all from scratch. I made up this cake with coriander in it. Finding a desk drawer at work stuffed with ketchup, mustard and teriyaki sauce packets I threatened to make a condiment cake. Jeff, my boss, he liked that, “Condiment cake! Hee hee hee!” He said. I took a ginger molasses cake sprinkled with confectioner’s sugar to my Auntie’s on X-mas. When it got there the confectioner’s sugar melted but it was still scrumptious. I bought a fancy cake carrier to take cakes to people’s houses.
It’s been a while since I’ve baked a cake. But I still eat the shit out of a piece of cake. I love the thick white frosted cake at work from somebody’s birthday or from a leaving the job party. I bought a piece of black forest cake from the Carrot Top that I ate slowly, with my eyes closed – it was unbelievable! When Summer Solstice Girl suggested red velvet cake I bought a piece. I almost died eating it. I cannot buy a whole cake, or make a cake without having company because I would eat the entire cake no problemo.
As a child, frustrated at having to eat asparagus and lamb with mint jelly for dinner, I dreamed of growing up and eating whatever I wanted. I think of this now when I eat cake for dinner and it makes me happy.
Love this!!!!!!!! Just scrumptiously written!
Thanks Marian! Yum! I appreciate!
Yay! It makes me happy too!
Cake for breakfast, cake for lunch or cake for dinner. Cake, oh yummy cake, yes! 🙂
Um… er… I mean, nice post!
Thanks SSG! Hehehehe!
As Bill Cosby once noted, there’s eggs in cake, which makes it a perfect breakfast food.
Red velvet might be my favorite, but I also really love pineapple upside down cake. And anything chocolate is good (except german chocolate. . . that stuff on top looks nasty).
Ohhhh!! Funny you mentioned pineapple upside down cake. I mentioned it the other day and realized I never had it before. I think I need to try it!
Girl, how have you gotten this far in your life and not had pineapple upside down cake? Get thee to a bakery! Or make one yourself. Turns out they’re not that hard to make.
All I saw was rich caramel and buttery — thanks so much for the recipe — I’m going to try this Mary indeed! I need to get out of this nunnery and get to the bakery!
Yes to cake for breakfast!!
life is soooo much better with cake and coffee.. thanks for the smile
I believe you’re right — and sex!
giggle. well — of course!! Extra frosting makes life interesting 🙂
Mmmm I LOVE cake and used to bake them all the time. My favourite time to eat cake was breakfast. Then I discovered I was gluten intolerant…I would kill for a piece of cake right now.
I don’t know what I’d do if I found out I couldn’t eat cake. Perhaps you could eat the gluten free cake. I know it isn’t the same but they aren’t that bad. I had a piece of gluten free cake once.
It looks like very dilicious
Thank you hemouse — I wish they were real so I could eat them!
I love your cake love. I love lemon cake, strawberry cake (I can make a wonderful pineapple upside down cake), chocolate cake, carrot cake (without raisins), spice cake, red velvet cake, coconut cake. My grandmother used to make this yellow cake with this chocolate syrup-like icing that slithered into the holes she’d punch in the top of it and then it kind of hardened all over the cake. All from scratch. You should open up a cake shop.
I’m hungry. Thanks for sharing your memories and your cake love, Sandee.
Ohhh Brigitte — all these cakes you mention — ohhhhh… Maybe WE should open a cake shop 🙂 AND this means I’m on a cosmic strand and have to try this — you mention pineapple upside down cake — three people mentioned it and though I never had it I told Dugutigui that I’d give him the Pineapple Upside Down Cake award — I’ve GOT to try it now. I can just see that cake your grandmother used to make the way you describe it, mmmmm.
Mmmmmmmmmmmm! Love the post, and the descriptions of all the cake! Now excuse me, I should wipe this drool before it gets all over my keyboard.
This post was like porn for cake lovers.
SCB, Your descriptions of cake make me wanna bake cookies. Like, dozens and dozens (and dozens). I say if eating cake makes your happy…then do it. =) GG
Oooo, cookies — love them too — but if I have to choose between the two it’d be cake of course. Cake makes me very happy but I have to approach it responsibly, like they say you have to do with drinking when you’re driving home from a party. Eat cake, responsibly, Sandee, yes…
If ever or better yet, when you come to my neck of the woods; i know where i am taking you…bittersweet or one of the amazing cake shops around me…they have the best cakes ever and i know you would just love them 🙂 Yummy welL written post SCB!
That sounds great BB! We could go there then go run it off — me trailing you by two miles more than likely — haha! Grandma Auntie Sandee’d try keeping up though!
Ha ha ha…i am sure would both be slacking off after all that cake hehehe
Yeah, collapsed on the carpet after that sugar rush, we’d be more inclined to take a nap!
awesome writing 🙂 i want the cake on the right – for breakfast 🙂
🙂 🙂 🙂 xx
I’m so bad, influencing all you nice folks with my lust for cake!
I am the same 🙂
cake and cupcakes all day 🙂 xx
You write so le good, sometimes I ask myself: how does she do it? And then I find myself the answer: she’s family, after all. Now I think an obsession for cake is healthy, and I think eating cake or sweets in the morning is the way to go… No? I mean, you can burn the calories all day… And when you have kids and you give them sweets as dessert, you face them being all on crack cocaine before bed, and what fun is that, when you’re extenuated? Did I segue?
Me writing so ‘le good’ being family ‘n all — a no le brainer that is! Merci! You funny!
No segues necessary on this blog. I don’t do crack — crack is wack!
Oh, you’re killing me here, Sandee. I must eat some cake today. Do you decorate them up all fancy or just bake ’em, frost ’em, and eat ’em?
I know, I feel kinda bad arousing all this cake lust. I do both — sometimes I look at the clock for the moment it cools, I can frost it and shove it in my mouth like a little piggie!
I have a real lust for frosting. I’m ashamed to say I’ve bought the cans of frosting to eat like porridge.
I’ll never tell…
Yes, this must remain only between you and me…shhhh…
Oh, good morning, cake. I want to eat you up.
I don’t know why but I just had the image of being in bed with cake, smeared all over me, all over my face — maybe influenced by this scene from this seventies movie, The Sentinel, with a man celebrating his birthday cheating on his wife while he’s in bed with two naked ladies wearing birthday hats with a huge frosted birthday cake smeared all over them. Cake porn — bring it on!
HAHA! You know what? I’d totally be down for that situation. Weird.
Ah, not so weird — so, WONDERFUL!
I’m so happy I read this while eating breakfast. It made my waffles taste better.
And that’s a good thing! Happy Saturday Fish!
You just reminded me I love German chocolate cake and it’s been eons since I’ve had any…now I’m on a mission: German chocolate cake AND shake! hahahahaha! xoM
German chocolate cake (I love it too) and a shake — and NO food for two days afterward, kee kee kee kee!
You had me at -hello-, I mean cake. You had me at cake. 🙂
Hahaha! I always serve cake on my blog, and you’re always welcome!
I am so in the right place. Let them eat cake (for dinner and for breakfast)!
Cake cake cake… Oops,wrong thing. I’ve had cake for breakfast once. I believe it’s time for me to do it again.
As long as you space it out, I think it’s okay to eat cake for breakfast here and there. You’ve only had cake for breakfast once? You’re good!
Indulging in Meanspirited Tales 🙂 totally entertaining. Got Kindle got tales. Send more cake. See ya super woman.
Anette!! I’m so glad you’re enjoying it! And thanks so much for supporting my book. I really appreciate it.
I wish you lived in NYC — I’m hoping to do readings here in a few weeks. I’ll post pictures hopefully — maybe a video at least. Take care Anette.