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Angel Pound Sponge Food Cake

Tomorrow is The Wife's birthday (I really need to come up with a different name for her). Since we will be scattered from here to Neptune tomorrow, we celebrated her birthday today. I got up, fixed breakfast, folded a load of clothes, & cleaned the kitchen - all that domestic type stuff. When She-Who-Must-Be-Obeyed (nope...to long) decided to grace us with her presence (I'm only kinding Sweetheart), we ate.

In the next several hours we opened presents, had lunch and played Hearts. I recently taught the game to Thing 1 & 2 (and no, there is not a 3). Thing 1 loves it, Thing 2 likes it, but gets tired of it easily...especially after Daddy shoots the moon. Since the day was still realtively young and it was a balmy +25°F, we sent the kids out to play. They had a blast digging tunnels in the slightly melted snow from the warm weather streak we've been having.

After dinner tonight (which I cooked), we had birthday cake. I suppose I should enlighten all you good folks that after Thing 2's birthday, Christmas, my birthday, & New Year's Eve that the last thing we want in this house is any more forms of sugar. However, you have to have something to put candles on.

Yesterday, I decided that I was going to make Milady an Angel Food Cake for her birthday. I've never made one, but I do consider myself fairly proficient in the kitchen (I did make a pretty good soufflé once and I don't remember being egg white whipping challenged). I tracked down an excellent recipe from our neighbor and proceeded to make it. Herein lies the problem - we have nothing in this house to adequately whip up them egg whites with. I worked at it by whisk and then by mixer, but could never get the lift that was needed. I gave up and baked the cake as is. In defense, I would not follow the steps as outlined next time, but when trying new recipes, it is not the time to experiment.

Flash forward 24 hours. We cut into the cake (which is half the height it should be) and it looks like a nice closed cell sponge. It was quite tasty, especially with the late season, cost an arm and a leg, strawberries, but it was seriously an Angel Pound Sponge Food Cake.

And everyone said..."It was good!"

p.s. I thought about SWMBO, but it sounded too much like a dating ad. Single white male, bondage, Oprah. Naw. I'll stick with Milady for a while and see how it feels.

Posted by joat at January 7, 2005 10:07 PM