A Birthday Cake and Some Memories
My mom was an awesome cook. Her specialties were desserts. Every weekend there were homemade cakes and pies and always (she never used a mix) they were made from scratch.
Today is my brother’s birthday. He’s my only sibling and I love him dearly, but he is hard to buy for. About a week or so ago I was trying to think of something I could give him for his birthday that he would enjoy and it occurred to me that my mom’s Italian Cream Cake would make a good gift.
My first semester of college my mom made me one every weekend to take back to school with me. They were always delicious and my cousin Martha (who was my roommate) looked forward to them as much as I did.
I thought I had the recipe in my collection of mom’s recipes, but it turns out I didn’t. Luckily my aunt did (thanks Kate) and so yesterday I went to the store, purchased what I needed and got busy. I’ll spare you the detailed version but let’s just say I don’t know how in the world my mom did everything she did and baked all the time. I kept my baby granddaughter yesterday and found that making a cake and watching a baby was a little harder than I thought it would be. By the time I finished it looked like a flour bomb had exploded all over the kitchen, me and the grand-baby!
Here’s the end result.
Italian Cream Cake
cream 1 stick margarine, 1/2 cup solid Crisco, and 2 cups sugar.
beat in 5 egg yolks.
sift together 2 cups flour and 1 tsp baking soda
add alternately with 1 cup buttermilk and 1 tsp vanilla
fold in small can (3 and 1/2 oz) flaked coconut and 1/2 cup chopped pecans
fold in 5 stiffly beaten egg whites.
bake in 3 greased and floured 8 in pans at 350 for 25 min or until tests done
cool 5 minutes before removing from pans.
Cream Cheese Frosting
mix one 8 oz pkg of room temperature cream cheese with
1 stick butter, 1 tsp vanilla, and 3 cups confectioner’s sugar
Mom always put pecans on top of cake.
I hope this cake brings back some memories of my mother for my brother. Oh how she would have loved to have seen his children and watched them grow up! There’s no love like a parent’s love- that’s for sure.
Have a great weekend!