This is me after a really long day of work (edited here: I had to remove the work bitching so I don’t get fired). By the way, I took the photo from this angle for two reasons (hide the double chin and hide the major roots). I don’t even wanna talk about the limp hair or shiny face, okay?
Do I look like I want to bake a cake? Trey does not eat cake (neither of my kids do, the freaks). But a couple of years ago he was at a friend’s house and the friend had a HoHo cake made for his birthday. Well. I never heard the end of this stupid cake because Trey LOVES crap food. The cheaper the better in his world. He would much rather have a Twinkie over a real cake any day. Twinkies, HoHo’s, etc., He loves them all. Blech. So, of course, he wanted a HoHo cake for his 16th birthday.
Bastard.
Normally I would tell him to go fuck himself, but he’s a good kid and you only turn 16 once so I figure I would give it a shot. I surfed around and it seemed pretty easy and I decided to whip one out. Except when I went to make it at 6:30 at night I realized that I had no chocolate cake mixes in the cupboard. So I decided to really investigate the situation and find a complete homemade HoHo cake. No such a beast.
I found 3 separate recipes. One was for the cake part of it (no links because I didn’t save them – hell, I didn’t even print them – I just propped the MacBook up on the microwave and went to town). It involved a lot of eggs and a very little bit of flour.
Looks kinda rough, huh? I didn’t even bother to follow a recipe for the “filling”. I used Crisco, butter, sugar, vanilla, salt and a cooked cornstarch/milk paste mixture. Then I beat the hell out of it. It tasted pretty fucking good for someone who decided to wing it.
I rolled that bitch up and snapped a picture while holding it because I was in a hurry and was also in the middle of ironing clothes (I am woman, hear me roar!).
So then I made some half-assed chocolate glaze and took a picture of it before it “hardened” like a real HoHo. It was at this point that I realized the half X@nax that I took to help me sleep was kicking in and I had a helluva mess to clean up before I fell into bed.
Voila! A homemade HoHo cake that tastes way more better than the real thing and made a 16 year old happy.
I’m all that and not such a bad mom after all.
I’m outta here.
You’re an awesome mum! I have no idea what a HoHo is but the cake looks interesting.
You deserve a star for not slapping the colleague who won’t see a doctor. Probably cos there’s stuff all wrong with their back!
Sleep well
And Happy 16th, Trey!
You are the awesomest Mom ever. I hope Trey realizes that
Now, I want a damn Ho Ho cake for my birthday.
Happy Birthday, Trey.
wow, that is one handsome HoHo Cake! I was thinking you were going to do sculpture with a bunch of them plus toothpicks…
Never heard of a HoHo cake before.. Looks great though.
Tell Drama Queen to visit a chiropractor. I used to be skeptical until one fixed my back in a few appointments. Kicking myself now for putting up with a pinched nerve in my shoulder for SEVEN months!
Awesome cake, Nance!
Happy 16th, Trey!
“Most doctor’s cannot fix pussified DRAMA.”
I so wish I could quote this to some of my patients, and/or their screwy family members. Words of wisdom there Nance.
That cake looks delicious! I love HoHo’s…
WOW That cake looks really good!!
Damn, that cake looks good! I may just make one for myself!
I LOVE that you wing it when you cook – I can’t bake to save my own ass – and that cake looks good
It might be due to the fact that I can’t cook by recipe and I go by look, how I feel that day, and what I want LOL.
I’m very afraid of what’s in a “real” HoHo cake !
I like your hair color in that pic. Looks good on you!
My youngest is also a no cake person so Nancy bakes him a giant chocolate chip cookie (the size of a large pizza) for his birthday every year.
Happy birthday to Trey !