Balls and Walnuts
more than you ever wanted to know
Put another candle on the birthday cake
Karen had a birthday last week, but who has time to make cake during the work week?
It seems appropriate for people our age to sing things that none of you thirty-and-under-somethings would understand. Who recognizes this number?
Put another candle on my birthday cake
We’re gonna bake, a birthday cake
Put another candle on my birthday cake
I’m another year old today!
That’s from Sheriff John, and you can hear him sing it, too. Unfortunately, Karen didn’t grow up in L.A., so she doesn’t know what the f*ck I’m talking about. Or singing about. But she understands chocolate cake, all right.
The inscription is not Not Dead Yeti, which makes no sense at all, but Not Dead Yet!, which any Python fan should recognize. The recipe is from this month’s Cook’s Illustrated (March/April ’06), and while labor intensive, produces damned fine results. I cut the recipe in half since, as it is, we’re going to have leftovers.
Note to people with kids: the frosting calls for 100% semisweet chocolate. Knowing my son, I used half semisweet chocolate and half sweet German chocolate, and he still considered the result too bitter.
By the way, in case any of you have forgotten, this is what I want on my next birthday cake:
(not work safe)
I like licking the frosting out of the bowl, don’t you?
D.
mmmmm…. chocolate…..
That looks delicious Doug, and since
a)my birthday was a little over a week ago, and
b)you have leftovers
I think you should send a piece to me.
So if Karen were to make you that cake, it’s the leftover frosting bowl you’d scramble for;o?
That’s so wierd, because, well, I got some of Anna’s chocolate frosting on me last night and well, oh, nevermind.
Happy Birthday, Karen. We love you.
Smear chocolate on it and I’ll lick anything.
Anything.
Toooo funny. You did an awesome job on that cake – you can feed me cake any time. I swear you’re gonna wind up in a book. Do you mind terribly if it’s a m/m erotic romance? – lol – That’s the WIP of the month.
Looks delicious. LOL about the Tahitian strawberry cake – I wonder if my hubby would like one of those cakes for his birthday?
Unfortunately, dear, it won’t fit in the oven.
too bad.
Happy Birthday to Karen! And good looking cake there.
Doug, I’m not sure if you’ve discovered this site or not, it’s wonderful….
http://chockylit.blogspot.com/
Lyn, if you do put me in, let me know. It would be a blast. Make me do unspeakable things, okay?
Sam, what man wouldn’t want a Tahitian popping out of his birthday cake? Probably not too many women would object, either.
Hope Karen thought the BD card I sent was funny.
Sheriff John…geeze, there’s a blast from the past. I didn’t realize he was still around when you were little. I can still hear him singing that BD song. Used to watch him every day when I got home from kindergarten…that’s how long he’d been around!
OMG! We are like soulsiblings or something. I have the exact same dishes at home!
Oh, that is weird. We need to compare our family tree, we must be related or something. Or did the aliens kidnap you too and beam a love of blue into your brain?
Or was it Karen who picked the dishes?
M
Hi Michelle. I picked those. I think we got them at a Bed, Bath & Beyond, IIRC, because I was soooo sick of our old dishes.