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Tuesday, February 9, 2016
Pearl's Apple Sauce Raisen Cake
Wet Ingredients: Dry Ingredients:
1 Cup Sugar 2 Cups Sifted Flour
3 Eggs 2 tsp. Soda
1/2 Cup Butter 1 tsp. Cinnamon
1 and 1/2 Cup Applesauce 1/2 tsp Cloves
1 tsp Vanilla Pinch of Salt
Boil 1 and 1/2 cup Raisins Set aside to add last.
Cream wet ingredients together in separate bowl.
Whisk well Dry ingredients together in a separate bowl.
Mix dry ingredients into wet ingredients. Blend well.
Drain and add boiled raisins to combined mixture.
I love to bake this cake in my Pampered Chef Stone Bundt Cake pan! I grease and flour it before adding the batter. Stone bread pans work too. You can get two loaves. I really love the stone with this cake. Other pans work too, just have to watch that it doesn't burn on the bottom!
Bake at 375 degrees for 45 min. I set my timer for 40 min and watch from there. I hate over done edges. You can test with a toothpick.
IMPORTANT: When I take the cake out of the oven, I put it on a cooling rack and I prop it up on it's side. It helps the cake not stick to the bottom. After 30 min or so I carefully dump it out onto a plate.
Also this cake is good with nuts. That is, if you are a NUT like me add a cup of chopped walnuts!
Recipe's just don't come any finer, or at least that's what my heart tells me here. Although, someone may come along and whip this up and declare, "Well, that was nothing to shout about," I'm sorry, I can't add my childhood to the recipe, and perhaps I shouldn't mention, it is the key ingredient!
After all, there are recipes and then there are recipes that call us home and ignite the best of what it meant to be a kid and what it tasted like to be loved. One smell of this cake's cinnamon aroma and I can feel my mother's arms around me. Her love weaves through my house with every scented smell that escapes the oven door. Don't all mothers bake love into their kids? My mother was not one to speak her love out loud, instead she baked it into you, cleaned it into you, worked it into you like she was taught by her mother. Love was something you did, not a verbal homage to be spoken time and time again. For my mother, love was a "Doing Thing." My mother worked harder than ten men. I know it was love that drove her tireless work ethic. Her intentions were to fashion it into her children like the man who pushes the plow deep into the soil, row by row, she planted love deep. She was a farmers wife and I was her baby. She grew me in love, whether sifting it into me in kitchen, stitching it into me behind a sewing machine, or out on the farm toiling it into me, it was all the same to her.
I can still see her making this raisin filled cake. Her kitchen was simple in space, worn, and old, but she made due. I love this pan of goodness, so for Thanksgiving I started making my daughter bake it. I have to many things to make on this busy day, I handed this chore off to my daughter, "The Bug," my little farmhand in the kitchen! She made it for years, so when she got married I gave her my bundt pan, a stoneware bundt pan from Pampered Chef. I bought me a new one and gave her the one with all the memories. Invest in one, you won't be sorry!
The featured recipe above was scribed by Kaedelly aka, The Bug! Now I have preserved her writing! Wish she'd come over when I get home and do a little baking!
(Waiting for Mav in Oregon.) 2.9.2016
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