I have a major sweet tooth. It is very hard for me to pass up a dessert. And I am blessed with a fairly high metabolism. So I can get away with a cookie here and a piece of cake there. But this has been the Month of Cake in our house. We had three birthdays in October, and last weekend my 6-year-old and I won a cake in the cakewalk at church (we had an All Saints/Reformation "This Is Your Grandfather's Church" party). Evan picked it out for the way it looked on the outside, but then decided he didn't like the inside (it's a lemon-flavored cake). I, on the other hand, like it very much. And I have slowly been making it disappear.
This is not good. Saturday Evan will get together with some of his friends for a belated birthday party (he was sick on his actual birthday last week, but we still had a family cake). So that means yet another cake is coming--the fifth to come through our front door in a month. Thanksgiving and Christmas are only weeks away, as is the likelihood not only of holiday meals and parties but of multiple edible gifts from the wonderful people that my husband and I work with in church and community music ensembles. I don't have the money to go out and buy all new clothes. There are already a number of things in my closet that I am avoiding these days because I dread trying to squeeze into them. Thank goodness for stretchy jeans (I never, ever thought I would say that). But I have got to quit eating.
And yet . . . dark chocolate truffles from Trader Joe's, chocolate covered raisins from the Girl Scouts, French Silk pie from Market Day, homemade pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving (which no one in the house eats but me), egg nog, Bailey's Irish cream, Christmas cookies . . . they're all coming. Sigh. What is a dyed in the wool sweet tooth with no self-control to do?
*Name that allusion.
6 comments:
Poor Cheryl. Poor Thomas.
Let's all drown our sorrows in those raisins you mentioned . . .
Allusion is what Henry said about Becket.
Back to your main point -- I so relate to your problem. I bought 3 pairs of jeans in spring to replace my very very worn-out clothes. The new pants were too big. Now they're too tight. I'm not eating that much. My big problem is lack of exercise (which I had to quit for health reasons and am now trying to restart) and eating dinner in the evening. When we changed from midday dinner to evening dinner, to accommodate Gary's schedule, it did terrible things to my metabolism. I really don't want to buy new clothes, but I think I'm going to have to ... and that's even with going very light on the liquor, chocolate, cookies, etc. If I start to indulge, I'm going to need a whole new wardrobe.
Poor, poor Becket.
Cake freezes really well. That's how I handle the large amount of cake in our house. At my mom's Halloween party, we all won cake. Eight cakes.
So Karen, when you freeze cake, what do you freeze it in?
I wrap it in plastic wrap and then stick it in Tupperware. If the cake is too large for and available Tupperware, I first wrap in plastic, then wrap in foil. Before thawing, I remove all wrappings and place on a plate and cover with a tea towel.
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