2.27.2013

Real Yellow Cake


I'm currently reading a book about French parenting and their very sophisticated food culture, so when Sully and I went to the grocery store yesterday and I caved and let him pick the gargantuan hideous plastic car cart, I couldn't help but giggle a little to myself.  Our American freak flag was flying.

In our defense, the cart was scattered with "real" food and a reusable grocery bag, and it must be admitted that when the French ask where the actual food is in our American supermarkets, it's not too hard to agree with them.  In most of our grocery stores, usually one small space is dedicated to fresh food, real food.  Not so great.

Halfway through the aisles we turned up I crashed into the baking aisle.  Have you ever tried maneuvering one of those car carts?  (Please don't say no.)  Anyway, Sully hopped out of the car and starting piling those little blue and white boxes of Jiffy baking mixes in our cart.  I couldn't help but pause, remembering my own early childhood and love of the Jiffy yellow cake mix.  I was probably six, seven...and I would get something like 39 cents from my coin jar to buy a mix for my Easy Bake oven every time I'd go to the grocery store with my mom.  My memories of actually mixing the batter are fuzzy, but I vividly recall pouring the creamy yellow goodness into two little, thin baking pans and slipping them into the hot oven with a tattered yet beautiful pot holder my grandma made for me.  With Lip Smacker smacked lips, I'd sit and wait until the cakes were ready, the air growing a blanket of sweet vanilla and, well, if yellow ever smelled like something, then it was surely that cake.

Oh, I could hardly believe I said no to Sully and made him help me put the little blue and white boxes back on the shelf.

Real food?  No.  The stuff real life is made of?  Absolutely.  By the way, they cost 89 cents a box now, and some things do still cost just one penny.

9 comments :

  1. if yellow ever smelled like something, then it was surely that cake.

    Yes!

    And supermarket horsie rides? I am officially awash in 70's nostalgia now. In a good way.

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  2. I've always been partial to Jiffy's cornmeal bread. ;-) Also nicely yellow.

    LOVE the 1 cent horse! So amazing that this exists. Whoever maintains it needs some kudos for bucking the typical American grocery store trends, oui?

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    1. The cornbread was good. So were the blueberry muffins. ;) Love that horse too. My little ones find pennies on the ground and flip, knowing it's another "free" horsie ride.

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  3. Ooooh, yes. I had the Easy Bake. I remember lots of brownies. Guess that was my favorite. Also, Juniper LOVES the car-cart things. They are impossible to maneuver and I nearly always run over someone's foot. By the time we get to check-out, Juniper usually has a small pile of groceries she's pulled off the bottom shelves without my noticing. Fortunately, those carts are usually taken.

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  4. I'm very short. I think the carts are nearly as long as I am tall! lol I've never allowed the kids to ride in them because I know there will be a clean up in every aisle. :)

    We always had the Jiffy corn bread. I haven't had it since I was a kid, but I remember how delicious it tasted. I wonder if we would think the same if we ate it now after eating real food for so long.

    1 cent rides?!?! That's fantastic. I don't think I've ever seen that here.

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  5. i love this. we recently bought a mini donut maker and we initially poured over from-scratch recipes and the perfect topping. there's joy in sprinkles on their lips all after the stir of a wooden spoon.
    the other day olive road in the baby seat of a shopping cart. it was absolutely ridiculous. she pretend cried & wanted baby food in the baby isle. for her, it was the best thing we played all day.
    i love how you give-in to the moments of mamahood and your descriptions always bring grace to the situation.

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  6. You are sooooo nice...like the nicest mom EVER! N has never ridden the penny horse because his germaphobe mama has a mini panic attack about it. :)

    ~Angelika

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    1. Oh, Angelika, trust me - I cringe over those carts and the horse. Total germ fest!

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  7. Any time I cave in and let my kids ride in the car-cart I instantly feel like I am walking that crazy thin line between best day/parent ever and shear disaster.

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