Make no mistake I am no baker. A baker I am not. Whenever I have to go somewhere and take something sweet it is packet all the way. And or purchased from somewhere that has some idea what they are doing. I do want to be a better baker, and am trying, but it’s slow and steady. I just prefer to cook ‘proper’ meals. Savoury meals. Meals that are eaten with wine.
But. There is one exception: Birthday Cakes. In my humble opinion, part of being a parent is whipping up a shitty birthday cake for your kid on their birthday. Not some fancy schmancy store bought cake but home made. See? I am fickle! It’s part of the parenting of a child’s life over the course of a year. The baths, the feeding, the dressing, the teaching AND the cake making. I will not judge the packet in this instance, I roll a 69cent Aldi plain vanilla cake myself, but so long as the decorating and the presentation is home made and a little dodgy, then your work is done.
Those who are friends and family and long time readers of this blog will know all about some of the cakes we have made. Daisy’s 1st Birthday for instance.
And then for her 2nd when the Cake off’s began. My husband had the audacity to tell me that a Humpty Dumpty cake sounded pretty easy and he could do better, and thus the ‘cake off’ was born. As suspected, the kid totally fell for the jelly sea and chose his over mine. Whatevs.
Her third birthday saw 2 cakes being made. You would think he was done with the jelly, but oh no, it got another run. I won this year though. Of course!
And this year we stuck with just the one cake – things were out of hand, the competition was a little too fierce between us, and I had my 15 year School reunion the night before the party so one cake (made by Dad it was).
Let’s not mention the pathetic packet number poor Harper got – come on we had just moved in!
See! Dodgy? Check! Home made? Check! Adored by the children? Check! MENTAL PARENTS? Bingo!
But. There is something about birthday cakes that I just love. I think it might have something to do with my love for them when I was a wee girl. The trawling through the Women’s Weekly Birthday cookbook months before my actual birthday. The comparing at other kids parties to see what their Mum’s had made them and what their skill levels were – Mrs Mattick rocked at the Castle cake and Mrs Witter did an OK job at the Witch cake with french fry chip hair. My Mum peaked at the Maypole and did a pretty dodgy pig cake for my 4th birthday – just sayin’.
So, you can imagine my excitement when I walked through Big W yesterday and spotted this bad boy on Quick Sale for $10! TEN BUCKS! A reprinted VINTAGE edition nonetheless! I have not seen one of these for a very long time (exception being my Mum’s very tattered copy).
Remember these cakes people?!
THE CAKES! Ohmygoodness the cakes!
Needless to say I handed over a lobster and picked up 2 copies – one of me and one for YOU! That’s right, because I am generous and a lover of the birthday cake I want one of YOU to have one! Just leave me a comment telling me what your favourite birthday cake was as a kid and I will choose someone randomly and send it your way.
Finer (boring) details:
I am not a fan of the long giveaway – this will be drawn on Friday morning 7am (just before we head to Sydney) so leave your comment on before then. If you are just one of my mates through Facebook who reads my posts you can still win – just comment on the post in my feed. Because I am feeling extra generous this is ALSO open to overseas readers – it means an exciting trip to the Post Office and I need outings like that these days. I was not sponsored or paid for this post – I am just a lovely person who was willing to fork out 10 bucks for you, my dear readers, and loves me some birthday cake. I am not sure if this is something at just my Big W or if you could get one anywhere – the rural ones do tend to have little bits of Gold in them!
Comment away…good luck…and Go!