Birthday cakes when you are young are very important and leave lasting impressions. Antony’s most memorable cake was an elaborate train cake from the Women’s Weekly Cookbook for his 6th birthday. (Note: Ant isn’t sure if he has fantasised getting this cake or if he actually got it! Pauline?)
What cake do you remember?
The birthday cake I find most memorable was a cake my older sister got for maybe her 16th birthday. What was most memorable was not so much the cake itself, but that it was the first time (at least as I remember it) my mum deviated from ‘The Birthday Cake’. Adding up our birthdays, my mum must have made the same cake 51 times!
The Birthday Cake is a white cake with a pale yellow (due to butter and an egg yolk) icing covering the whole cake. It would then be decorated always with the same border, and our age written out in big numbers; and sometimes, if we were lucky, some flowers. This decoration icing was always in our assigned colour – given to us at birth I think. I always had blue, Amy had red, Spencer had green, and Prairie had yellow. Usually the cake was served still in its baking tin. My siblings and I could only dream of more than one colour, let alone an entire train. I bet my brother remembers just as clearly as I do, drooling over the elaborate cakes in the books at Carvel (now Carousel) ice-cream on Toorak Road.
So, what did my very lucky sister get for her 16th birthday? Well in a crazy culinary adventure, my mother put chocolate chips in Amy’s cake, and instead of icing she got cinnamon sugar!
Needless to say, The Birthday Cake has always been somewhat of a joke in my family.
Although it is still fun to tease my mother about The Birthday Cake, it is actually a very tasty cake, and according to me there is no cake more special. I made one yesterday for our friend Fara. Note, I spoiled him by taking it out of the tin, and using two colours! He was clearly very happy. J