Today’s WordPress Daily Prompt, Sliced Bread, spoke to me ~
Most of us have heard the saying, “That’s the best thing since sliced bread!” What do you think is actually the best thing since sliced bread?
Hands down, it’s sliced cake.
The Swan’s Down Angel Food Cake is a hit with the “girls” who come to gossip and gamble around Mom’s card table. There’s plenty of mayhem and squabbling about who deals, jumps a bid, or passes with help. But they all agree about The Cake. It’s Mom’s chef d’oeuvre ~ the surface cracked and crusted to perfection, tinted Barbie-pink, its insides soft and sweet. No box mix can make a cake like this. You’re just paying for the convenience, Mom says, as if the Devil himself put temptation in the path of this 1950’s housewife. And yet, there was a price to be paid for this exactingly-made-from-scratch cake.
The whites go into the batter, but the yolks do not. On each of the next ten days, Mom plops one into a milkshaky concoction. The yolk doesn’t blend well and so I cringe at what looks like slimy strands of jellyfish in a chalky sea. She serves it in artsy opaque tumblers and makes encouraging noises about health. Both of us know it looks unappealing and tastes worse, but there it is.
On the eleventh day, the madness ends. That afternoon, before the highrollers break out the cards and coins, Mom and I share a piece of Swan’s Down Angel Food.
Just a simple and totally earnest cake ~ and way better than sliced bread.