Saturday, October 31, 2015

Today I am making a carrot cake to take to my Master Gardeners’ book club meeting tomorrow. I brought in fresh carrots from the garden and I had purchased black walnuts from the Amish Farm last week.

I used my mom’s recipe for carrot cake.  She made them every Christmas and sometimes for my birthday.  It is my very favorite cake.  I top it with caramel icing that is a pain in the butt to make but so very worth the effort.

The chore I dread most making this delicious cake is getting it out of the bundt pan.  I larded it this time and floured it thoroughly.  I took a deep breath as I upturned the pan.  I spanked it a few times and left it to cool a little longer.  When I went back to dump it out I lost a couple of pieces.  I pieced it back together and ate the crumbs.  I think I put too much clove in this time but it tasted pretty good nonetheless. 

The food processor that wouldn’t die made it through shredding the carrots and will live to process another day.  I did notice that I have broken off one of the hinges that hold it together but it worked anyhow.  Thanks again Diane and Jeff.

I just realized that I don’t have any milk to make my icing and am so very bummed.  With this face of bruises I am not going out.  I have milk powder but I am afraid that it will ruin the frosting.  I’m going through my list of friends and neighbors to figure out who to ask.  The hubster is working and I don’t want to disturb him.

I wrote this a week ago and forgot to go back and finish it.  The hubster brought me milk the next day and I finished my lovely cake.

I made it to the Master Gardener Book Club meeting and shared my treasure of a cake.  I sent home a piece for each of their husbands.  That left me a piece and the hubster one piece.  He gave me half of his, wasn’t that nice of him?  He has his days.


  1. If you're going to bring that cake, I will become a Master Gardener just so I can join your book club!

  2. You would make a wonderful addition to the group. A very unique and enjoyable group of ladies, I must say.