Each year for my birthday, a gift I give to myself is a specialty birthday cake–made by me. Part of the gift is the joy of baking. Strange as that may seem it’s sort of like my Calgon moment. I don’t love boxed cake mixes and I’m kind of a bakery snob. I am always searching for the perfect bakery that has cakes and especially cookies that are acceptable to my taste and can rival homemade. It’s pretty rare that I find one that stacks up.
I spend about half the day in the kitchen and when I have the right ingredients and some good music, I just create! I usually have a recipe but almost always deviate from it a little or a lot, usually, but not always, with good results. At least it’s never disastrous and always gets eaten!
Since I have a twin sister, who also lives in the same house, and it just wouldn’t do to sing ‘Happy Birthday’ twice on the same cake, I make her a cake, too. Heck, I’m in the kitchen anyway. This year I made for her a vanilla butter cake with berry cream cheese filling, whipped cream icing and adorned with fresh strawberries. I made for myself a bittersweet chocolate bundt cake with white chocolate ganoche icing topped with toasted coconut. While I was at work in the kitchen, greasing the bundt pan, in walked Boston–”Mom, do you know you are making a butt cake?” I guess I could see that. But in the end, they both tasted great! The kids’ favorite was definitely the strawberry cake.
If I have time I will make the kids a specialty cake for their birthday too, especially if I think they will appreciate it. After all, that’s part of the reason I do it, too!