This is one of those days the grief counselors say we need to keep up traditions. It is my late husbands birthday ….he would have been 71 years old . Italian Cream cake was his favorite ….as well as chocolate cake , carrot cake ,German sweet, Mississippi Mud , plum and any other he could talk me into baking. Yes he loved his cake and could eat it to. Now since I’m trying not to eat to many sweets there wasn’t a plan to do this , but my cousins from Texas, the same ones who were angels last fall, made a pass through here yesterday afternoon and it would not have been proper Southern not to have a meal , simple , but with dessert. It is a little lop-sided and looks like Babe took a lick but she didn’t. It was good and so was the company.. Always nice when your family is also a friend. They are welcome any time and hope he brings his tools next time. LOL She always brings something….this time cookies.
1 cup real butter..unsalted; add 5 eggs..one at a time; 1 tsp. vanilla ext.; 1/2 tsp baking soda sifted with 2 cups flour: add this alternately with 1 cup buttermilk: add 2 cups coconut flakes ( I think 1 is enough) and 1 cup chopped pecans ( not pee-cans). 3 cake pans bake at 350 degrees for 25 min. Icing: 1 stick of butter ; 1 large. pkg cream cheese;1 box of conf. sugar and 1 tsp vanilla ext. It just doesn’t get any better than this.
Have a blessed day and remember…This is the day that the Lord has made…Rejoice!
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That sounds delicious! Prayers with you today Beverly. I am glad friends/family stopped by. That is always so good.
I bet it tasted delicious!! nothing better than home baked goods and time spent with Family!! Sending my prayers with you daily!!xxxx
thank you for being a friend Miss Ruthie
Firstly … Happy Birthday to Mr. Parkinson. (a little late, and I’m so sorry. But I do have a note from my mother.)
The cake looks delicious! You’re obviously a great cake maker Beverly … but given that Mr.P liked his cakes, I should imagine you got so much practise that you’re perfect at it now.
I do wish, for times like this and more, that you and I lived closer together. A short drive away. Just so that we could go somewhere … for the smiles we’d share and the giggles we might get, but mostly for just sharing time with a friend who doesn’t even need to chat if they don’t want to. Just ‘being’ is a wonderful thing when done with a friend who’s just ‘being’ by your side.
I’m thrilled you had someone so spend some time with. Especially so such special friends. I hope it’s not too long before they managed to come around and visit again.
I loved this post. It share so much of your soul. Your love. Your wishes and you yourself. And … I’m so proud of how well you’re doing on this mountain climb. I know it’s difficult, and I know that it’s painful. But it’s a mountain that you will over-come. The Lord doesn’t give a soul something that the body, mind and or heart cannot over-come.
Mr.P is with you. He’s gone nowhere. He’s just in the next room and the door is open. Talk to him, he will hear you.
You’re brilliant, and the most incredible blogging friend who I love to bits.
Big Squidges ~ Cobs. x ❤
If you ever come across the big pond you better head this way.
I pinky finger promise I shall. PROMISE.