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Cake Bake

It’s been a busy couple of days for me!  I met with the other Mother’s Club members to plan the annual auction and cake bake.  I called local businesses for donations and was able to get some great prizes – the kids will get some terrific school trips this year.  Miesel’s pharmacy donated a free lunch for two at the soda fountain, Davis’ Sundries donated a $20 shopping spree, Gera’s gave us a free evening of unlimited pool, and Friel’s donated two cases of beer.  I know that Mr. Friel offered that second case because of my patronage.

Before each big holiday, I always stop at Friel’s to order lots of boxes of those candy-colored soda pops.  Friel’s has a mysterious cool darkness inside the store with stacks of bottles and kegs lined up against the wall. There’s a faint smell of fermentation and an undercurrent of vice in the experience of shopping there.  In the summer, the rainbow colors of the pop look great displayed in the big wash tub of ice.  Everyone loves the sticky sweet flavor and I always snag my favorite orange pop.    Mr. Friel always delivers our order himself.  And the kids love to bring back the empties because I let them collect and keep the deposit.

The soda pop gave me inspiration for my cake for the sale – my delicious Orange Soda Cake.  No plain jane chocolate or yellow will work with the competition I’m up against.  The other professional mothers always bring out the big guns for this sale.



Orange Soda Pop Cake

1/4 cup butter

1 cup vegetable oil

2 3/4 cup confectioners sugar

5 large eggs

1/2 tsp. salt

1 cup orange soda

1 tsp. orange liquor

1 tsp. vanilla extract


Preheat oven to 325 degrees. In mixer, cream together butter, oil and sugar.  Add eggs, one at a time, and beat well after the addition of each egg.  Beat until light and fluffy.  Sift flour and salt together.  Alternately add the orange soda and the flour to the creamed mixture.  Stir in flavorings.  Grease 10 inch tube pan.  Pour batter into tube pan.  Bake at 325 degrees.  Cool slightly and frost.

8 oz. softened cream cheese

1 tsp. orange liquor

1/4 cup orange juice

1 cup confectioners sugar

zest of orange

Combine all ingredients except zest and beat well.  Spread on slightly warm cake.  Sprinkle zest on top.



The Soda Fountain Jerk

After their yearly physicals, I took Daisy and Stevie Junior to Miesel’s Pharmacy for a treat.  It’s always satisfying to me to record those new stats in their baby books and have Doctor Brown check their health.  Miesel’s has a great soda jerk named Tommy who really enjoys his work.  He wears a cute paper hat and striped apron and makes elaborate movements when concocting his sodas. Tommy gets a mad scientist look on his face moving from ingredient to tap, creating foamy liquids and topping each work of art with hand gestures that elicit applause. I love the tall sundaes with hot fudge on top.  Daisy always asks for extra maraschino cherries on her Brownie bottomed sundae. Junior orders the “Buckaroo” with vanilla and chocolate ice cream topped with strawberry stripes and whipped cream.  The mirror on the back wall reflected the gleaming surfaces of the stainless containers and jeweled colored glass jars on the back of the bar.

Junior twirled around on his stool as he waited for his treat.  He had started wearing his genuine fake leather gun holster everywhere we traveled.  He lived for playing cowboys with the other boys in the neighborhood and wore his cowboy shirt so often that the cuffs were starting to fray a little.  Just last week, Jack Frost and Junior spent an entire afternoon setting up miniature cowboys around a box that they had cut and painted into a fort.  They shot at the men and made deathly noises.  Boys have strange habits but I don’t worry too much about Junior.  I saw him later that same day cuddling with Snowball, our cat, reading a book.

Daisy’s main interests involve her dollhouse and her baby dolls.  She loves to jump rope and can repeat the rhymes and jump in good time.  It’s so much fun to dress her.  I’ve been thinking about getting us matching mother-daughter dresses for next Spring.   Daisy can spend endless hours coloring and reading quietly and is at the top of her class.

We finished our ice cream and strolled back to the car with satisfied smiles.  My two little ones are growing like weeds these days.  I sometimes wish that they would slow down a little so I can enjoy the process more.