It’s Wednesday. Time to war.
Side one: Cake
Birthdays. Graduations. Weddings. Anniversaries.
Cake is a staple at all those events.
Flour, sugar, water, and eggs – bake me a cake as fast as you can.
Frosting is either loved or hated – good creamy-cheese-like frosting is adored by adult taste buds as much as sugary-sweet icing is licked up by kiddos. But adult-flavored or kid-flavored frosting – cake is still cake – loved by all.
The decorations are pretty but do not hold up if the actual cake is crap. Thus, a good baker can do both – bake and decorate – and that’s when you have a winner.
Do you think people actually like attending birthdays, weddings, and retirement parties? Of course not. All they care about is the cake. Served on paper plates or fine china – it doesn’t matter. Plastic forks or the best silverware – it doesn’t matter. What matters is the cake.
The softness of the first bite. The richness of the frosting. The combination of chocolate and vanilla. The velvety red contrasted with the creamy white frosting. The crunch candies and nuts sprinkled on the top and sides. The confetti of sprinkles sparkling on the top. The gooey icing that everybody fights over. The end piece with the extra frosting oozing all over it. The surprise frosting between the layers. A tall glass of cool, crisp milk to wash it all down.
Anybody want to invite me to their birthday party?
Side two: Pie
Pie is where it’s at, punk.
Entire holidays are centered around pie. The whole reason the Pilgrims at Plymouth celebrated Thanksgiving in the first place was because of pie. Pie can be eaten for dessert or dinner.
Pot pies piping hot from the oven always satisfy hungry tummies in the cold winter months.Shepherd’s pie, which I’ve never eaten, also warms and satisfies the hungry from the winds and winters.
But there’s nothing like the smell of an apple pie baking in the oven on a beautiful fall afternoon with cider warming on the stove top and leaves turning from green to gorgeous.
Pie fillings are so vast – fruits, chocolate, creams, and nuts – all can be found in pies. The dollop of authentic-made-from-heavy-whipping-cream-whipped-cream perched perfectly on a slice of pie begs you to try resisting it’s yummy-ness. A big scoop of quality vanilla ice cream slowly seeping into the crust, dripping down the pie, making you drool.
You can’t resist. Impossible to resist.
Don’t fight it. Eat it.
Eat the perfectly golden, flaky crust filled with the things that make you love life. The things that remind you of your childhood, Thanksgiving, granny’s house, and comfort.
Cake or pie?
I ask. You answer.
- What’s your favorite kind of cake?
- What’s your favorite kind of pie?