“My birthday cake was her latest project because it was not from a mix but instead built from scratch- the flour, the baking soda, lemon-flavored because at eight that had been my request; I had developed a strong love for sour. We'd looked through several cookbooks together to find just the right one, and the smell in the kitchen was overpoweringly pleasant. To be clear: the bite I ate was delicious. Warm citrus-baked batter lightness enfolded by cool deep dark swirled sugar.” SourMother And DaughterBirthday CakeRose EdelsteinLemon Flavor Book:The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake Source: The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake
“On the kitchen counter, she'd set out the ingredients: Flour bag, sugar box, two brown eggs nestled in the grooves between tiles. A yellow block of butter blurring at the edges. A shallow glass bowl of lemon peel. I toured the row. This was the week of my ninth birthday, and it had been a long day at school of cursive lessons, which I hated, and playground yelling about point scoring, and the sunlit kitchen and my warm-eyed mother were welcome arms, open. I dipped a finger into the wax baggie of brown-sugar crystals, murmured yes, please, yes.” IngredientsBirthday CakeRose EdelsteinLane EdelsteinLemon Cake Book:The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake Source: The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake
“I like birthday cake. It's so symbolic. It's a tempting symbol to load with something more complicated than just 'Happy birthday!' because it's this emblem of childhood and a happy day.” ChildhoodComplicatedSymbolsBirthdayCakeLoadSymbolicTemptingEmblemsHappy DayBirthday Cake Author:Aimee Bender
