Saturday, May 08, 2010

The idea of cake sounded so delightful that I couldn't resist. Jimmy was over for dinner and the evening. He was watching hockey; I had on Private Practice. (Thursday nights are like that some times.)

And I decided that baking is why TV has commercial breaks. Jimmy picked the icing - cream cheese, I picked the cake - spice.

And voila . . .

Just as yummy as I remembered when I used to bake spice cake for gramps.

1 comment:

Mom said...

Looks delicious!! You would make your Gramps proud!