The Birthday

Funny things, birthdays.  A day where you expect everyone you know to celebrate the fact that you were born.  Ha!  It’s an odd concept when you really think about it, and these days it goes against everything we preach.  Be more selfless; put others first; sacrificing is good…and yet, “tell me how wonderful it is that I was born!!”

Someday someone will start a trend where birthdays are no longer celebrated or “cool”.  But, until then…  YAY IT’S MY BIRTHDAY!!  ;)

Thanks to all the wonderful and sweet folks who sent me birthday wishes and stuffz.  I had a wonderful day today and it was because of all of you.  :)

But also…because of my cake.  I have a special birthday cake.  It’s been MY birthday cake for years (and years and years).  It’s not as flashy as some, but it’s special to me.  I’ve kind of got a thing for desserts…especially desserts that hold memories.

And this one definitely does.  The card it’s written on is blotched and stained, and the handwriting is either my mom’s or my grandma’s…my mom can’t remember whose.  It’s a copy cat recipe for the old Tasty Kake Peanut Butter Tandy Kakes.  Tasty Kake is an old company that started in Philly in the early 1900s; they came out with the Peanut Butter Tandy Kakes in the 30s.  For a really long time you could only get them in Pennsylvania, which is where my grandma lived, and I ate a LOT of them.  She would mail them to us down in Louisiana because I would just CRAVE them.  Now you can find them online, by the case, haha!  But I’ll stick to the recipe I have…

It just tastes like my childhood.  :)