Let Them Eat Cake…And Pass Me A Slice While You’re At It.

One of my Top Three Foods is cake. I’m picky about it, too. Being from The South, we know a little something about cakes. My great-grandmother’s line is known as the cooking side of the family. Cousins and relatives we barely know still show up at my parents house on major holidays just to see if my mom baked. She did. We started hiding the cakes around noon on Christmas and Thanksgiving. My dad won’t even eat anything other people cook if he can help it. If the ladies at church only knew that their cakes go uneaten by my family.

That’s what we give the unwanted relations who like to dive bomb our holidays like vultures over a dead armadillo.


But, I digress. Remember the first time you heard that famous Marie Antoinette quote, “Let Them Eat Cake”? It took me a while to figure out why that was a bad thing. I mean, how was I supposed to know that in France bread cost more to make than cake? Where I’m from bread is: cornmeal, buttermilk, an egg and some butter…all relatively cheap ingredients. Cake is made from little drops of liquid Heaven, baked up in a pan.

Anyway, I’ve lost track of my thoughts. I started out trying to write a witty post about Marie Antoinette…but I had some cake and coffee. That, as they say, is that. No more thinking. Time to pass out from sugar shock.


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