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.
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1 comment:
Looks delicious!! You would make your Gramps proud!
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