I couldn't have been happier then to have our 30-something son ask me to make a cake that "you and grandma used to make" for his birthday when I asked him what he wanted. He described it as "really high and with coconut on it." Wow! Really? He remembered it, especially in that way? Well, it didn't matter that I was up until midnight baking the cake and up at 6:30 the next morning to make the creamy white frosting so we could celebrate his birthday later that day. I definitely was going to bake it for him. And it got me to thinking that we often find out much later in life what simple things we do that make an impression.
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Yellow cake with seven minute frosting and coconut,
and Stroh's Ice Cream, of course |
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