Well today was a shocker
It snowed! A lot ! In Vancouver ! In February!
Apparently it’s supposed to be spring by the end of January. Schools were closed, flights delayed, busses off the road, total pandemonium !
I didn’t have school or work but plenty of school work.
But I decided to err on the side of complete negligence and not do anything productive in that realm.
I put everything into National Women Physician Day ! National Carrot Cake Day! National Wear Red Day!
I trudged through the snow (barely ankle high but still warranting everything in the city to shut down more or less) to my chiropractor appointment. I supposed she is a doctor and may count, but she is the snobbiest person I ever met- I kinda love it it’s a riot, but the last thing I want to do is inflate her ego any further. It would be dangerous.
I chose, rather, to celebrate my ‘Woman Physician’ back home in NL – Dr. M. I often think if Sarah had had Dr. M as a doctor instead of all the incompetent, unconcerned, criminally negligent, lazy practitioners and specialists that over saw her health, she would still be alive. Dr. M leaves no stone unturned whenever I have had the slightest of ailments. She even humoured me with a follow up ultrasound on a benign breast lump I have after Sarah died just to give me additional peace of mind about the matter. She listens, doesn’t speak condescendingly, and doesn’t dismiss, all the while being super fast, as her waiting room is always blocked
Dr. M also came though big time with the note that allowed Duncan on the plane with me. I can never thank her enough for that – without it there was no way to get him here (Air Canada doesn’t allow bulldogs of any sort in cargo or baggage because they are high risk of dying while in air apparently).
I got this photo of Duncan in this quintessential Vancouver location printed:
And a thank you card
and wrote a little note and put it in the mail. Hope it doesn’t weird her out!
As I said earlier it was snowy af out and the city was all out of whack. I took it as a great opportunity to stay indoors and celebrate National Carrot Cake Day by baking one from scratch – is there any other way to bake?
So Carrot Cakes are my maternal grandmother Nana Byrne’s claim to fame. She makes the best carrot cake and even baked one for Terry Fox (my absolute hero) when he ran through her town. Now I have never made one with her or even overseen the operation. But I do know she used a jar or two of carrot baby food in her recipe. It was the ‘secret’ element. I could’t find any baby food that was carrot only so I got a mango apple carrot one.
I scoured the web to find one that had that but couldn’t see any so I just sort of made up my own recipe through an amalgamation of other recipes and my own guesses about what would work – I am really good as far as I’m concerned.
To make a carrot cake the way I did, you will need:
- 3 eggs
- three carrots grated
- 1 pack mango apple carrot baby pureed food
- 1 cup white sugar
- 1 cup brown sugar
- 2 cups flour
- 1 teaspoon salt
- 1 teaspoon baking soda
- 1 heaping teaspoon baking powder
- 1 heaping tablespoon cinnamon
- 1 heaping tablespoon nutmeg
- 4 teaspoons vanilla
I combined these well using brute strength and a whisk. I didn’t have a cake pan so I made cupcakes. I baked at 350 for just shy of 30 minutes. Our oven is very hot here so I checked on them obsessively.
When cooled I iced them with frosting I made by combining :
- 1 8oz brick of cream cheese
- 1/4 cup of butter
- 4 teaspoons vanilla
- 1 1/2 cups of icing sugar
Again I used my whisk to mix this. I didn’t get the thick ‘whipped’ consistency I am sure I could have gotten with my $400 Kitchenaid stand mixer back in my beautifully equipped kitchen in Newfoundland that’s now being used by a high end call girl who doesn’t know how thermostats work.
The yield of my labour was 12 super moist, deliciously carroty cupcakes with thing but delicious cream cheese icing
It’s true – they were delicious – these guys thought so!
After writing cards and baking cakes I realized I had almost missed the easiest thing to celebrate- Wear Red Day!
I felt so dumb ! It was almost too easy
I pulled my favourite sweater out of the closet and hauled it on. Took a few selfies from the front…
…and the back
I met the man that would become my husband in this sweater. He told me he had a dog that looked just like it growing up – Jim Jim. The rest is history.
Next up is National Homemade Soup Day!