Yesterday was Rebecca’s birthday, and I realized that 3 previous generations – and one baking legend – helped make her birthday cake special.
When Rebecca was diagnosed with Celiac Disease, I was sure that baking from that point on was going to be a real pain. But in the past year, Betty Crocker started making Gluten-Free mixes. Fortunately for Rebecca, we had a box of cake mix in our pantry:
So, I mixed up the cake batter using my favorite kitchen power tool, my trusty KitchenAid Mixer. Since I probably won’t ever get that sexy sports car I dreamed of as a 16-year-old, I figure a snazzy kitchen appliance will have to do….
While the cake was baking, I made some chocolate buttercream frosting from scratch (not because I’m a good mom, but because there wasn’t any pre-made stuff in the house….). The recipe called for confectioner’s sugar and cocoa, and the stuff in the pantry has been there rather a while, so I thought it might be a good idea to sift those ingredients before adding them to the mixer.
When Paul’s Grandma Nettie passed away, one of the items that we inherited was the sifter that she used to sift the flour that she made breadsticks with every Friday for lunch when Paul’s dad was a kid. She isn’t with us anymore, but I always smile whenever I use that sifter.
After the cake was cooled and frosted, we placed it in the cake cover/carrier that my mom used when we were growing up. She and my Dad are in the process of downsizing their household, so I was given this a couple of years ago. We don’t use it very often, but I have very happy memories of birthday cakes being stored in here when I was a kid.
When it came time to put candles on the cake, I realized that I only had 9 birthday candles in the house (yeah, I’m not the best mom…..). Oh, well – you make do with what you have, right?
In the end, it didn’t really matter, because when it came time to sing “Happy Birthday”, Rebecca took one look at the fire on top of the cake and high-tailed it to the back room – she wanted NOTHING to do with blowing out the candles!
So we all followed her to the back room, sang “Happy Birthday”, and Paul blew out the candles for Rebecca.
The cake was delicious, and it meant so much more to know that we were able to use items that hold special memories for us to make a special memory for Rebecca.