
Today, June 30th, I celebrate my 27th birthday. The picture above was taken on my 3rd birthday and that pile of fruit and biscuits you see in the middle of the table was the birthday cake we were eating to celebrate. Growing up, we always had homemade biscuits and strawberries for dessert - and that was considered normal - just like I thought turkey bacon was 'real bacon'. My Great Grandma also made a frosted angel food cake with strawberry sauce on the side for many of our special occasions. I recently asked my mom if she had the recipe for that angel food cake. She laughed and said "Emily - that angel food cake was always made from a box".
As I got older, I moved on from biscuits and strawberries to frozen turtle pie from Baskin Robbins. Just thinking about that chocolate crust, lined with candied pecans, filled with a vanilla ice cream center, topped with a thin layer of caramel sauce, and a rich fudge ribbon lining the perimeter of the pie brings back wonderful memories of celebrating with friends and family throughout the years. I think of my birthday and I think of that turtle pie.
For my 21st birthday, most people my age spend the night out at the bar with friends, but I was in the hospital at Rush. The nurses made a banner for me that said "Happy 21st Birthday Emily". All of the nurses signed the banner and wrote down their favorite alcoholic drink. One of my favorite nurses on the floor was Mike. That day, Mike hadn't been my nurse but he had worked a 7am-7pm shift just like everyone else. He left the floor at 7pm and came back into my room at 8pm. I wasn't quite sure what he was doing in my room, but he arrived with a biggie french fry from McDonald's. At that time, if you knew me, you knew the way to my heart was through my stomach, especially McDonald's french fries. I'll never forget what Mike did for me on my 21st birthday.
I am starting a new tradition this year, I am making homemade birthday cakes for my friends and family. The inaugural cake baking tradition starts today for my own birthday. I can honestly say that I have not really made many cakes before. I don't enjoy store bought cakes - they are too sweet for me and have more icing than I care to ingest in a day. The homemade version not only creates new traditions and memories, but is also a unique way to remember your birthday each year. Tonight I am starting off with Smitten Kitchen's Vanilla Bean Pound Cake. This is definitely a far stretch from my 3rd birthday dessert which contained no sugar, hardly any fat, and healthy strawberries. This pound cake recipe calls for 4 sticks of butter (gasp), 9 eggs (holy chickens) and 2 cups of sugar. I made a quick strawberry/blueberry sauce to go with the cake. Absolutely delicious. With this new tradition, I am also instating a new rule that you just go big or go home . I'm not going to worry about how much butter or sugar is in the cake or how unhealthy it might be. Make the cake, as is, and make it well.
If you would like me to make you a birthday cake to honor your very special day, just let me know. My list of cake recipes to try is getting quite long!
That's right - 4 sticks of butter.
Vanilla Bean Pound Cake
adapted from Smitten Kitchen
1 pound butter, softened
2 cups sugar
1 vanilla bean
9 large eggs
4 cups flour
1 teaspoon salt
2 teaspoons vanilla
Preheat oven to 325. In a food processor, grind vanilla bean and sugar until the vanilla is as finely chopped as the sugar.
In a large bowl, cream the butter. Add the vanilla sugar, continuing to beat until well creamed and smooth. Add the eggs one at a time, beating well after each addition. Gradually add the flour and salt, beating constantly. Add the vanilla extract and continue beating until well blended.
Grease and flour a 10-inch tube or bundt pan. Pour in the batter and tap on the counter to distribute the batter evenly. Bake 1 hour and 15 minutes. Do not over cook. Turn onto a rack to cool.