Welcome to Friday celebrations. thanks to VikLit, who conceived of this blog hop (and finally signed up for it…) we pause every Friday to think about the small things to celebrate, and share them with others.
I am celebrating something that happened yesterday, but which is pertinent for today because I have the other half of the item that caused the celebration at home with me and ready to be devoured.
You see, I like to cook, and I especially enjoy baking. I ran across a ‘Chocolate Stout Cake’ conceived by a local brewery, that is three layers of magnificent chocolate goodness and iced with a dark chocolate ganache. It is very chocolatey but not horribly sweet, which is a good thing.
The cake is the invention of The Barrington Brewery, a Massachusetts establishment that is well worth visiting.
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I was enjoying what the British might call a ‘Plowman’s lunch’ and happened to look over and see a splendid chocolate cake. ‘Chocolate Stout Cake’. Hmmm… I was too full to consider it, but I remembered it. When I ran across a request for the recipe printed in a gourmet magazine Bon Appetit, I snapped it up and made it.
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A lovely recipe. It sets up in about twenty minutes, cooks beautifully, can be halved or quartered without any trouble and, if you have the self-control of an angel, gets better if you can put off eating it for a couple days.
I made one of them yesterday and brought it in to my office.
I work with some blase’ people. No reaction, no enthusiasm, at least around my area. But there was little reaction…until I took it into the lunch room.
It is so lovely to watch people enjoying something you offered. One fellow, who looked rather like a Hillbilly, saw the cake, zoomed right over saying ‘woo-HOOOO!’, cut himself a slice and ate it, smiling beatifically. He did not know that the chef was standing by.
Isn’t that what it is all about? In everything we offer? Making something we think is wonderful and hoping that others enjoy it, as well? It is nice if they know who you are and thank you, but the beatific smiles are sufficient.
I’m still smiling, and it’s Friday – and I’m driving down to visit my mother. Cheers, all – have a wonderful weekend and enjoy your own blessings!