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Signature Desserts


Inspired by the great cooking done by my wife and three daughters, and daughter-in-law, I knew it was time for me to do as they do, which is,
(1) make a delicious something,
(2) take a sumptuous-looking photograph of it, and
(3) upload it to my blog for all the world to enjoy vicariously.

This would not be difficult for me, as I like to bake from a box, and I like to take pictures.

So since it's Friday (every day is Friday in my world) I rolled up my sleeves and got started, noting without alarm that the sell-by date was 4 years ago, seriously.

My choice dessert for this project was the Boston Cream Pie, which honors my New England roots, of course.

So let's go.

(1) Start the oven
(2) Add milk, oil, and eggs to the cake mix,
(3) Bake at 350 in a 9" pan,
(4) Cool cake on a wire rack, good so far,
(5) Slice horizontally.
The package didn't say that slicing a layer cake horizontally is not possible, as I have now discovered
(6) Prepare the vanilla-pudding and spread on what will be the bottom layer.
Well, by this time my top and bottom layers had merged into a single layer of vanilla cake chunks, randomly sized, randomly located. There is no provision for this occurrence noted in the directions
(7) Knead the chocolate packet and drizzle over the golden cake, allowing the glaze to drip temptingly down the sides.
(8) Suggested preparation time 20 minutes (actual, 120).




Pretty good, don't you think? Oh.

Comments

Heather said…
I'm loving your blog dad! The cake story and picture made me die laughing. Very funny! Love how the pic is of the cake in the fridge...mayo in the background...
lil' mama said…
Fun new blog to add to my list!

How did the cake taste? Boston Creme Pie is one of my favs!
Hilary said…
It may not be the prettiest Boston Cream Pie, but I would eat it. Wait a minute, I also eat cake out of public park garbage can, so maybe that's not saying a whole lot. : )
Kari said…
Wow, this is impressive Paul! Now I can check to see what I can have for dinner on Vivi's blog and then click over to yours and see what is for dessert! : )
Looking forward to next weeks cooking with Paul addition. : )
Vivi said…
I'd like to think the 4-year-ago expiration date had something to do with the final result???
scott said…
It looks to me like maybe you had a few "sample bites " before the picture was taken..I see all the skim milk is gone out of the frig !

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