Sometimes it is more than just making a cake. It is joy; it is pleasure, is the happiness of sharing time together and the fun of putting the fun decorations on a simple chocolate cake. It is the pleasure of knowing young people at the office where my son works got to have a piece. Actually the half that we sent into Nokia disappeared before 10 AM with email announcement or notice. Guess they liked, but there is the notion that it is difficult not to like chocolate.
Claire, my four year old granddaughter has such a good time sticking the chocolate rolls into the frosting and sharing with dad, my son, when he came home. For me, it her working so hard to mix the cake by hand, working the ingredients together and laughing throughout the entire process.
Joy is where you least expect it. Baking a cake with a good friend is right up with the best things to do. And I don’t even eat cake, but I do steal a little of the frosting…..