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Wander project another funny story, making spoon cake!

Well, are you sure?

I am continuing Ghostwriters happy/funny story challenge. When the twins were little, and when my daughter was little, we used to bake together. They didn’t know it was an educational opportunity (both cooking and measuring)! We learned about cakes, breakfast and many other cooking experiences. It so happened that my wife bought a cake mix for the twins and me to make. I was exhausted, literally having to flow from Singapore to Chicago and then to Indianapolis. I was running on 4 hours of sleep for two days. But, everyone was excited about making the case, so I got up, made coffee and got ready to bake! Remember the most important part of the story so far is that I was exhausted.

It was a chocolate cake. I won’t do the song I used to do, and I don’t sing it anymore. We got the oil, eggs, and milk. We carefully measured the various parts. The easy thing was dumping the bag of mix into the mixing bowl. Then we put the splash shield on the mixer and got ready. First we slowly poured the milk in and let the blades turn slowly to mix the two. Oil and eggs were then added. Two things that happened next were the tradition. The first thing was washing the twin’s hands for them (they were 3, if we let them wash their hands they would wave at the water and not even get their hands wet)! That took a couple o minutes. The next thing my wife hated.

I am letting the twins butter the cake pan. That was always a mess! More on the twins than in the pan.

We put the cake in the oven and set the timer.

The timer dinged. I went into the kitchen and realized we hadn’t turned the oven on. I took the cake out, preheated the oven and then put the cake back in.

I set the timer.

Went int when the timer went off and I took the cake out of the oven.

We let it cool.

Then we let the twins attack the cake with frosting (also funny, also a mess).

After dinner, we served the cake.

Remember, I was exhausted.

The first piece was cut, but I hit something in the cake.

The scarping spoon we had used was baked in our cake. I hadn’t noticed the twins dropping it into the pan!

My wife said, “I always wanted to try spoon cake.”

This swing thing, how does it work?

big sister was always there to save the day

i see lunch

ok I just love this picture

look, a traffic jam Honkers!

race across the pond!

What do you think?

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Written by DocAndersen

I am a long time blogger and technology poster.I focus on what is possible, but I also try to see what is coming. In recent years I have been focused on sharing the memories of my family, as part of my Family History Project.


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  1. I think an ancient, comedic “Tisk, tisk, ahem!” is called for, right about now. Thanks, Doc, In a way it reminds me a lot of the antics we as a family used to get up to when the kids were still living in the house, today they have kids of their own and we seldom see them, My son lives in the UK my middle daughter lives in Ireland and the eldest daughter lives the closest, still in South Africa.

    • spoon cake became a family legend.

      Ours are now, one married and out of the house, the other two finishing up college and soon out of the house.

      My wife and I sometimes look at our house and think, someday we will downsize!

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