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The Christmas cake;
When the sun stands highest, when the weather is hot and muggy, Christmas is not far off. In Australia it is tradition to bake Christmas cakes or make Christmas Puddings like it is a tradition in Switzerland to bake many different Christmas cookies as in many other countries all over the world.
Country people are generally very helpful and find Christmas time also a good time to help charities
One Charity, I won’t mention which one had a special afternoon tea to say thank you to all the helpers. An old lady, she was then well in her eighties baked every year a big Christmas cake for the members of this particular charity, to enjoy.
People come together in a jolly mood to enjoy a cup of tea or coffee and a delicious piece of her famous Christmas cake.
The cake was sitting on a plate, glistening with a sugary glace waiting to be cut. The president of the club had the honor to cut the first slice.
He cut into the cake and the knife got stuck. He looked up just slightly confused. With a mighty effort he tried to cut through the cake to no avail. By this time everybody was interestingly watching him, trying to cut a slice. His patience ran out and he cried bloody hell what is in this cake that the knife can not get through it.
Everybody was now standing around him, watching and wondering what was going on.
Quite urgently he cut into the cake from the side and opened it up. There was something sitting in there. He touched it with the tip of the knife and then grabbed the thing with his fingers and tore it out of the cake.
Triumphantly he hold it up, laughed and showed the culprit to all.
It was one of those old fashioned big, hard sink stoppers, even with the little ring on top to hold it. The dear, old lady had mixed the ingredients of her cake in the sink. She might not have had a big enough bowl.
The stopper must have been caught and lodged firmly into the dough, while she was mixing it.
Well, everybody was laughing because it was so funny. Nobody had ever experienced a Christmas cake with an inbuilt sink stopper. Some were not really keen to eat the cake, just some very hungry and adventures souls had a slice.
11 comments:
Liebe Titania,
schön, dass Du bei mir warst.
Dein Kuchen hat mich auf den Blog gelockt, ich könnte gleich ein Stück davon geniessen.
Deine Geschichte ist köstlich, der Kuchen war es wahrscheinlich nicht, bei dem Gedanken, dass er in der Spüle geknetet wurde.
Morgen soll es bei uns endlich wärmer werden, hier liegt noch Schnee.
Herzliche Grüsse Melontha
You have some wonderful memories. It must have been quite funny but embarrassing for the old lady.
Oh, the poor lady - how embarrassing.
Cute story though.
Well once upon a time they used to put sixpence in a christmas cake. Well now that these are no more, maybe the lady thought a rubber stopper would do. I'd be easier on the teeth.
By the way, Titania, I now concentrate more on my daily Brisbane blog. Not sure if you're aware of it. It is
http://bill-mybrisbane.blogspot.com
I update it daily as part of the City Daily Photo Group.
Härzlichi Grüess, Bill
*Lach* da hättet ihr schon ein Stückchen essen können, war bestimmt sterilisiert bei den Backtemperaturen und der Backzeit. Doch die Gedanken an diesen Sink Stopper hat Euch verständlicherweise den Appetit verdorben.
Sei herzlich gegrüsst liebe Titania
Elfe
We used to have threepenny-bits in our Xmas puddings but not sink-stoppers!
Thank you to all for your comments.
Poor little darling. She did her best and probably felt so embarrassed. The photo looks good and I'm sure the rest of the cake tasted fine..
The country Womans Association do a fine job and I wondered if this was one of their days? I love the area of Nrth NSW, its not always as humid as it is further North where I live.
I enjoy a boiled fruit cake and although I spent a couple of Christmas's in the USA, there is still, no place like home at Christmas. You surely have times when you miss your country also?
God Bless you.
that was hilarious. love the sink stopper story. i'd love to borrow parts of that story for my blog. would that be all right? let me know.
Nancy
Great story. It does sound odd to those of us in the northern hemisphere to think of Christmas coming when the sun is at its hottest.
Darryl and Ruth : )
Lovely Story. You written very well. My wishes. Thanks and warm regards.
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