That’s right, this entire post is about a cake. A very special cake, so buckle up those tastebuds.
This week, I’m mourning a very sad loss. The loss of the BEST CAKE EVER. That’s right, I said, EVER.
It’s sour cream chocolate with vanilla buttercream frosting and it’s like taking a bite of heaven and digesting clouds of sunshine and moonbeams.
I’ve mentioned it on here a few times because I have at birthdays and well, it’s just that fabulous. And I’ve had this as my birthday cake since I was a kid. And considering I just turned 30, that is, well a long time and a lot of cakes.
So why am I mourning it’s loss? Because last weekend, my brother texted to tell me that the bakery is closing due to the economy and ownership change. And that it was closing on Thanksgiving.
No joke, I nearly started to cry.
This cake was going to be my wedding cake and be a tradition I carry on for a family I may have one day. And now, the thought of it not being there for my next birthday breaks my heart.
What? Breaks my heart? A cake?
Yes, it’s dramatic and overblown but it’s more than that. It’s the symbolism that a long-time tradition is now gone.
And last week, my mom and dad surprised me at work by emailing to say they’re getting one more cake for us to enjoy at our separate Thanksgivings as a way to say goodbye. Bittersweet.
So now, I pour some malt liquor on the sidewalk to honor that bakery and say goodbye. I even play a little Peter Gabriel, clutching a branded napkin in it’s honor.
Goodbye Shaker Baker and thank you for being there with us for so long.
So questions for the evening! Do you have a favorite cake that you can’t live without? Or what is a longstanding food tradition in your family, for holidays or birthdays?
And here’s some cake porn to take us out tonight: