NATIONAL GERMAN CHOCOLATE CAKE DAY
My new friend Steph’s birthday is National German Cake Day
She threw a birthday party, so naturally I had to bust out my cake making skills on this one.
It should be known that it’s not actually a German invention. It’s American. The guy that invented it had the last name ‘German’.
How very misleading.
I’ve never made a German Chocolate Cake before and, quite frankly, don’t know if I’ve ever had a really good German chocolate cake before.
The idea is rich chocolate cake and coconut & pecan frosting more or less.
I deliberated on making a regular one, as I was bringing it to a party full of people who don’t give an f if there is chicken embryo or cow puss in it, but as I went through recipes, I realized I had more of the vegan necessities to make it so decided to stay true to moi and went vegan
I followed this recipe from Whisk & Shout more or less to a T (very rare for me, as we all know).
I used my own DIY Cashew Mylk instead of the almond milk called for. Probably why it was extra delicious
I walked the 25 minute walk to her house in the scorching sun with this fucker.
But it was totally worth it. Home made shit is just so damn touching.
I ended up having to leave before the ceremonial singing and serving, which was fine by me, that stuff half makes me cray, so I didn’t an official slice. However I did sample some of the crumbling ( it was a hard walk on the cake in the sun ) and icing and was pretty pleased with myself.
Pleased to say I spent National Nutty Fudge Day in the historic community of Steveston, Richmond.
Once a thriving Japanese Internment camp location and fish canning town, now a picturesque tourist trap known for being the filming site for The Power Rangers movie explosion scenes.
There, I stumbled upon a little candy shop that made their own fudge called The Candy Dish. I picked up some Peanut Butter Fudge (peanuts aren’t a nut, they’re a bean I know I know I know) and some plain Chocolate Fudge. There were no official ‘nutty fudge’ options to be had so I improvised when I got home (see figure 1a)
Figure 1 a
The store offered a deal – buy 4 (giant) pieces of fudge, get the 5th free! I imagine they throw in Type 2 diabetes as well.
James was really into that bargain and I had to reel him back in. We stuck with just the two (see figure 1b)
Figure 1 b
It was super sugary and definitely not vegan. I had a few pieces and could feel it coating my teeth then seeping into them. I also got a sugar headache.
The remainder are still on the counter for the taking, FYI
Happy Nutty Fudge Day
When I saw that it was National Something on a Stick Day, I immediately thought of my niece and nephews favourite treat:
Boy do the kids love these.
And would you believe, despite the few thousand that I have bought in my lifetime, I have never had one myself?
Today was the day, my friends.
It was pouring rain in Vancouver… so bad that Duncan refused to go of the step to do his pee. After running a few school related errands and becoming soaked to the bone, I scurried into the cupcakery called Cupcakes on Broadway. There they awaited – my first cake pop. I picked one up for Christina too.
Once I had ‘done my thang’ photography wise, it was time to actually taste one.
It wasn’t quite the quality of a fine chocolate or piece of fudge, but it wasn’t cake whatsoever. Just a ball of fudgey chocolatey sugar.
No wonder the kids go crazy when they have them, as seen here & here
I managed to handle my sugar high, pretty well I think, and was able to carry forward with a productive day.
National Something on a Stick Day presented the opportunity for another ‘first’, which I always embrace, but it was, without a doubt, another ‘last’ as well.
I’m a colossal brownie fan and have been eagerly awaiting National Cream Cheese Brownie day since Day 1. It was National Umbrella Day as well.
Umbrellas are one of those things that everyone in Vancouver has that no one in St. John’s has, like leaf blowers and dim wit. Umbrellas are entirely useless in St. John’s because the wind flips it inside out, without fail, and the rain is usually falling sideways. All in all, they are more trouble than they are worth.
Duncan and I went for a little walk in the rain with an umbrella and then came home to serenade each other with Rihanna .
Next up was making some brownies.
I’m not one for following recipes so they were disastrous to say the least
But I managed to take some pictures to prove I did it and would rather put the entire debacle behind me – onwards to (Pre-made) Peppermint Patty Day!
All this celebrating has been hard to keep up with lately…. too much of a good thing?
January 22nd was National Blonde Brownie Day.
It’s basically a white, chocolate-less, unimpressive brownie. It’s pretty much like replacing Obama with Trump in so many ways. I really don’t grasp it as something you would want to do to a country let alone a brownie.
Alas I made them anyway.
- 3/4 cup of butter
- 1 1/2 cup of brown sugar
- 2 tablespoons of vanilla
- 1 tablespoon of baking powder
- 2 1/2 cups of flour
- 1/2 teaspoon of salt
- white chocolate chips
Bake for about 30 minutes at 350.
I wouldn’t say they were as tasteless as Donald, but they certainly weren’t as rich. Sad.
Making these mediocre dessert bars, watching Team Foxcatcher and then Foxcatcher (fucking rich old white men are fucking insane not eccentric – Robert Durst, Donald, etc, can we just learn this soon, please??) while it rained buckets outside was pretty much all I did this particular day.
If a blogger bakes white power brownies alone in her house with her deaf dog, is it really a celebration?
Thought to ponder
Tomorrow – National Pie Day! National Handwriting Day!