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Spare Your Spoon [David’s blog on Not So Flawed Wednesday]

Posted on February 21, 2024 by davidrobinsoncreative

An Ode To The Absence of Quality

“What is that?” I asked, aghast.

“A stomach ache waiting to happen,” she said.

I read the label. Spoon Cake. Since I’d not heard of it, I Googled it. What came up looked delicious, corn cake covered in strawberries not like the alien being encased in plastic in front of me. “This can’t be right,” I said.

“These days, you can call anything, anything you want,” she said moving on.

“But these colors don’t occur in nature!” I exclaimed, pretending to be offended. The baker behind the counter wrinkled her brow. I lowered my voice. “I’ll bet this frosting isn’t even real,” I hissed.

We wanted something sweet. A taste, a bite, nothing more. We are generally not big sweet-eaters so our romp through the grocery story bakery was a rarity. Abnormal behavior. Spontaneous. It was like going on a field trip.

“Nothing’s real,” she said. “Or maybe it’s just so overdone.” We left the bakery department.

“I think the bakery cured me of my sweet tooth,” she quipped.

“And who thought those colors were a good idea?” I said a little too loud, checking behind me to make sure the bakery lady wasn’t coming after me with a rolling pin.

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Resist But Not For Long [David’s blog on saturday morning smack-dab]

Posted on October 21, 2023 by davidrobinsoncreative

We love to cook. We love food. We enjoy trying new recipes. We delight when we cook one of our favorite old standards. A day does not pass on the metaphoric trail that Kerri does not look at me and say, “I’m hungry. You hungry?” There’s no time for verbs when food calls.

There are a few dietary restrictions in our house so we have evolved into healthy-ish eaters. Yet, there’s another reason that we don’t keep too many sweet things in the house. I will eat them. All of them. If you want to get secret information from me, all you need do is strap me down and put a piece of flourless chocolate cake just out of reach. I’ll pretend to resist, but not for long.

So, what do you want to know…

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Eat The Memory [on KS Friday]

Posted on February 11, 2022 by davidrobinsoncreative

You’d never know it by how we talk and write about food, but we have a smallish sweet tooth. We keep a bit of dark chocolate in the house. Sometimes we split a piece of flourless chocolate cake. Too much sugar is…too much. So, imagine my surprise last week in the grocery store when Kerri came to a full stop in front of the Entenmann’s Crumb Coffee Cake. Using her outdoor voice she exclaimed, “I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! THEY STILL MAKE IT! WE HAVE TO GET IT!”

Memory runs through and is master of all of the senses. “I grew up eating Entenmann’s Crumb
Cake!” she said, returning to her indoor voice. The cake was in the cart and anticipation was on the rise. “Did you have Entenmann’s Crumb Cake growing up?” she asked, barely able to contain her excitement.

I’d never heard of it. She looked at me as if I was to be pitied, a poor waif raised in a cave without running water or crumb cake. Anticipation became a mission. “You have to have it!” Her eyes grew wide, intense. “You won’t believe it!” and then, the narrowing disclaimer, “I hope it’s as good as I remember.”

There is a rule in Kerri’s family and she carries on the tradition. It is a ritual of delayed gratification. Satisfaction constraint. For instance, when Kerri buys clothes, a new pair of jeans, she can’t wear them for at least six months. There is a magic moment, something I’ve never been able to identify, that signals the purchase is ready to exit its quarantine and can be worn. Or eaten. We have a new rug purchased last June that remains rolled and stored behind the door in the living room. Home decor, I’m learning, has an extended waiting period. We call it The Beaky Rule.

The cake came home. It went somewhere. A closet? A cabinet? A drawer? I’ve learned not to ask, “Where or when?” Had I shouted in excitement in the grocery store, that box would not have made it to the car. I’d have been covered in crumb cake before the keys came out.

A few days later, in the middle of the morning, Kerri called up to my office. “Do you need a break?” Up the stairs, like a precious treasure, came a memory from Long Island, a piece of crumb cake and a cup of coffee. The magic moment. The cake released and revealed. We savored it. And, I can report in my quiet indoor voice, it was definitely worth the wait.

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