A few weeks ago, I was craving gingerbread, so I paid a visit to Crixa because its ginger cake is the most gingery cake I've tasted. It's so dense with ginger, ten years had passed since my last sampling.
When I walked in, I headed to the display case. I looked at the cake with longing. "Ginger cake, please," I was about to say to the counterman, when I caught sight of coconut custard pie. The pie slices looked huge. I love huge slices of just about anything and especially with coconut and custard.
For someone who has trouble making up her mind,, I had a major decision to make. In other words, my plate was full. It was tough, but after much thoughtful consideration, I decided on ginger cake, since it had enticed me to the bakery, and I didn't want it to feel bad if I overlooked it. I promised myself I'd get the coconut custard pie another time.
Gingerly, I ate the gingery ginger cake. It was ginger cake, all right, but didn't taste as gingery as I had remembered it. That bothered me. It bothered me so much that after I ate it, I needed consolation. Consolation in the form of coconut custard pie.
The following week I landed feet first inside La Farine, which has a marvelous aroma of fresh baked bread, cake, cookies, and melted chocolate. I wanted to see if I could capture that smell in my mouth. I selected sour cherry hazelnut biscotti, which came close to the toasty baked goodness and then, because it came close and wasn't the exact smell, I ate a Jezebel--a cookie with chocolate, dried apricots, and almonds.
In no time at all, it was time to celebrate Purim, and being the nice Jewish girl that I am, I swung by Nabolom for some Hamentaschen. I chose my usual honey prune, though there were also cherry, apricot-nectarine, and poppyseed.
Two days later, I was making my great aunt Della's Mandel bread recipe. Mandel bread, for the uninitiated, is a Jewish cookie with almonds and vanilla. When it came out of the oven in golden loaves, quality control was in order. I went above and beyond the call of duty to sample from the east, west, north, and south corners. Delicious all around. What a relief--it was safe for public consumption.
On Sunday, the Royal We attended an Oscars Party. Our lovely hosts provided all kinds of treats, including carrot cupcakes from Fat Apple's. My boyfriend asked whether I wanted to split one with him. I said that all I cared about was the frosting. That was fine with him because he didn't want any.
I smacked my lips delightedly. It was the icing on the cake.
Causes Eva Schlesinger Supports
Center For Young Women's Development
Alameda County Library Foundation