I used to despise carrot cake. I used to think that if I wanted to eat dessert, why would I want to eat something made of vegetables? (I know, I know. It's not exactly vegetable matter. I was little and dumb. Weren't we all at one point?) Why don't you add some peas and broccoli to that "cake" while you're at it? I also wasn't a fan of cream cheese, so vegetable cake smothered in a cream cheese concoction was just about the last thing I wanted to eat in any given situation. Besides mushrooms.
Sadly, carrot cake had two strikes against itself.
I remember my biggest fight with carrot cake, and it was when I turned 8 years old. In Mormon culture this is a significant age. It was time for me to be baptized. My Mom got the great idea to make a carrot cake for my baptism. FYI: This point in time falls before my conversion to carrot cake.
I remember my biggest fight with carrot cake, and it was when I turned 8 years old. In Mormon culture this is a significant age. It was time for me to be baptized. My Mom got the great idea to make a carrot cake for my baptism. FYI: This point in time falls before my conversion to carrot cake.
I didn't think it was asking too much to make a cake for my baptism that I would like.
Apparently my eight year old self didn't know any better, and it was indeed too much to ask.
"Why Mom? I hate carrot cake, it's so gross. Can't you make something else?"
"No, it's good. Now shut up and be grateful."
"No, it's good. Now shut up and be grateful."
The last time I made...scratch that.
The last time I helped make a carrot cake was from a box mix.
Yes, it was good but nothing compares to something homemade.
The last time I helped make a carrot cake was from a box mix.
Yes, it was good but nothing compares to something homemade.
I took the liberty of stealing this picture from Jacob Divett's facebook album. I'm assuming he won't mind...
Before I continue, let's rewind a few weeks. It was Sunday and the third hour block of church. My mom and I were sitting in Relief Society. A sign up sheet was being passed around for food assignments for the annual Ward Hog Roast at our old Bishop's house. I immediately signed up to bring dessert because I love to bake.
I thought I would be ambitious, and make a carrot cake from scratch to bring. I had to search the Internet for for quite some time before I found a recipe that sounded decent. So many of them had pineapple, which seemed a little weird. Maybe it's normal for carrot cake, but I didn't feel like trying it out this time.
A lot of other recipes had pureed carrot baby food instead of real shredded carrots. I'm sorry, but I have to draw the line somewhere. And baby food seemed like the perfect place.
Here are the results. I know it doesn't look like much, but I was still super excited about it.
I'm on much better terms with carrot cake these days.