Good Morning and Welcome to Saturday the 7th day of May, 2016.
The sun is shining and the sky is blue.
You can smell smoke in the air which keeps us in constant thought of our neighbours to the north.
This is my story.
THE CAKE
This past Thursday night as Alvin and I were out on our nightly walk we happened to see our friend “P” outside in her backyard.
Alvin loves her and begged to come into the yard.
We immediately began to chat about the fires burning up north in Fort McMurray.
She told me that she had family living up there and how they had been evacuated and how her niece rescued neighbours beloved pets and others along the way.
My heart soared as she told me their story.
My friend also said that they are on their way to stay with them while things get sorted out.
As she was speaking my mind raced to “what can I do” mode.
I knew that the foodstuffs and extra bits of things in my pantry were at an all time low so I did not readily volunteer to cook something.
With no money until payday to start refilling the shelves.
There had to be something else.
Now I am not saying that I do not have anything to eat …. I am okay.
But to make something worthy of these folks it had to be special and that,I could not do at this time.
So I did volunteer my spare bedroom and my air mattress but my friend said they should be okay (they have a HUGE house).
On our way out of the yard we chatted about her flowers which by the way are amazing.
She is English, and truly has an English garden, no matter the time of year, so beautiful.
P offered me a fern as she has many ….. I accepted but we decided to dig it out on the weekend.
She gave me some bulbs last fall and I am proud to say that they are growing.
On our way home I was thinking that I did have a cake mix, yes a store bought one in my cupboard.
Usually I make from scratch but always good to have one on hand.
I knew that I had plenty of eggs and just enough vegetable oil and of course, lots of water.
So I knew that I could bake a cake and take it over on the weekend.
The only fly in my ointment was the “icing.”
I had only a small amount of icing sugar (clearly not enough to cover a 9×13 cake).
No vanilla, lots of butter, no canned milk and some condensed milk.
What to do?
I needed to borrow some type of milk.
So I went to one of my neighbours and borrowed a can of coconut milk.
That was all she had.
It would work I thought …. would not be quite the same, but okay.
So I baked the cake which turned out proper.
Then I went to work on the icing …..
Earlier I had taken the butter out of the fridge so it could soften before I made the icing.
I placed the icing sugar into my mixer bowl, followed by some cocoa, and butter which was not clearly soft enough but in my need to get this done, I went ahead.
I added some condensed milk and some of the coconut milk.
Started to blend.
The butter was not mixing so I turn off the mixer and went about some other business.
Returning a while later …. mixed some more.
Still not perfect.
Returned a while later.
This went on for over three hours …… that butter just did not want to break down.
Finally I mixed and squashed the butter by hand.
The consistency is not the same as usual as there was not enough icing sugar, no vanilla and no canned milk.
But it tastes good …. so just after 11:30 last night I put the icing on the cake.
It spread well as it was not thick.
I covered it with some sprinkles of coconut as I thought with the coconut milk it might add to it.
Also threw on some of our Steeped Tea raspberry sugar …..
The point of this story is not really about the cake but to my need to immediately help out.
I have learned that it is better to wait for some time than to rush in and not be prepared.
The cake is baked and I had my neighbour check out the icing and she said thumbs up.
So I am relieved.
Later today I will take over the cake for the heroes visiting our city.
It is not much but it is from my heart and that is what truly counts.
I have heard of so many stories of how people have given so much when they have little themselves.
It is “our way” ….. to reach out and help those in need.
We have an office up north that my place of employment is affiliated with that was destroyed in the fires.
Some of the employees at that office have lost their homes as well.
I volunteered to go up if they need a hand knowing that Alvin can easily go and stay with my daughter and son-in-law.
We continue to hear stories of bravery and heroism and they will continue for a long time to come.
We all want to help.
No matter what you give as long as you give it from your heart – it is enough.
Time to go and give Mr. Alvin a much needed hair cut.
I am thinking that I could foster a doggie if needed.
Special Hello to: all those people from Fort McMurray you are in our thoughts and prayers.
Always, Carol and Alvin