Growing up in my family’s home, there was a rule not to be broken, yet there came a day my high school boyfriend broke that rule. He quickly learned our household held something seemingly mundane, sacred: never, ever wash the bowl of cake frosting without first licking it clean.
No, my family has not evolved and we are one to revel in cakes, but we do try to reserve them for special times. Although, I don’t think it really happens.
Lately, or more like in the past year, we are in a carrot cake rut. The requests for carrot cake are numerous, so I decided, with my mom’s birthday, to really see what carrot cake recipe was the best.