Today I decided I need to start writing on my blog again. I just couldn’t decide what to write. So I’ll do some eeny-meeny-miney-moe and get back at ya.
This cake is not good for you, but, in the words of Ferris Bueller, or my brother, or both: “It is so choice.”
So here we go, as promised:
Pastel de Tres Leches/Three Milk Cake
Recipe by Kris Rudolph
Yield 1 cake – 12-15 slices
2 Cups flour
1 Tablespoons baking powder
1 Teaspoon salt
1 Cup sugar
3/4 Cups milk
2 Tablespoons vanilla
13 ounces sweetened condensed milk
14 ounces evaporated milk
1 Cup cream
2 Cups whipped cream
1. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.
2. Grease two 9-inch cake pans.
3. Place the flour, baking powder and salt in a bowl and blend.
4. Separate the 7 eggs. Whip the egg whites until soft peaks form, then slowly adding in the flour mixture.
5. Add the sugar, milk, vanilla and egg yolks to the egg whites. Beat one minute.
6. Pour the batter into the cake pans and bake for 25-30 minutes or until done.
7. While the cake is in the oven, whip the evaporated milk, sweetened condensed milk & cream in a blender,
8. Once you remove the cake from the oven, place the two layers onto separate large trays with a rim. Start pouring the three milks onto the hot cake, using a toothpick to prick the cake and help the milk soak in. (This step must be done while the cake is hot.) All the milk should be absorbed. Don’t stop until it is.
9. Spread fresh whipped cream on one layer. Carefully stack the second layer on top, then decorate the cake with more fresh whipped cream. (You can omit or reduce the sugar from the whipped cream because the cake is so sweet.)
Variation: Chocolate Tres Leches Cake
Add 1/4 Cup milk and 1/4 Cup cocoa to the batter. Also add 1/4 cup cocoa to your whipped cream.
I don’t know who “Kris” is, but he/she deserves a delicious medal of honor for posting it in some random corner of the world wide web so that I could find it.
I think it’s time to try the chocolate version.
One last pic:
If there is one thing I learned from the movie Labyrinth, it is you never, ever say “It’s a piece a cake!”
Words of wisdom, my friends. Words of wisdom. What do David Bowie movies have to do with this post? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
All right, that being said, it’s time to catch up on some family events that should have been posted when they happened last year. The theme here: Cake. Birthday, to be exact.
Chunk #1 asked for a Lego Cake. That blue one is a single stud Lego. His idea and I loved it. (No, I don’t do fondant) (Yes, I probably should in order to make the cake look better) (No, it probably won’t ever happen because nothing beats homemade frosting.) (Yes, that’s what I said, Nothing).
Chunk #2 asked for a penguin cake. I’d like to point out the nest of chocolate rocks in preparation for this penguin’s babies. The Chunks’ idea. So funny.
El Jefe was down with me making him a Tres Leches cake. It was an experiment and it was bombdiggity. I should share the recipe. It’s here somewhere……..
While I look for it, here’s a better view:
This was probably the best cake I’ve ever made in my life. In my life. In. My. Life.
And let’s not forget the birthday boys and girl posing with the birthday cakes:
Chunk #1 trying to control his enthusiasm.
Chunk #2 loves her little friend (please note the added marshmallow/”egg”).
And “Sloth love [this] Chunk” 🙂
Good times…Here’s to a new year of actually posting these things when they happen….. XOXO …..
So, I haven’t given any indication on the blog about the latest schooling decisions, but we had some major changes. In August of last year I decided to homeschool the Chunks. Reasons: a) I’ve always wanted to and b) I felt good about the timing. Really. The timing felt good. This detail is very important in the history of my little family because well, so many things happened after that.
More on that later. I just want to focus on this girl:
So, we homeschooled from August to December. After Christmas, I decided it would be good for us if the kids went back to public school, at least for the rest of this year. The morning of the first day, this girl was up and at ’em, a clear indication that she was excited. I was glad because I mostly worried about the transition for her more than Chunk #1. She had only attended public school for kindergarten and never had a six-hour day. But her enthusiasm made me think she would be ok.
She was ok. Except for one little detail. You see, about a year ago Chunk #2 had a habit of sucking her lips so hard that the skin around them would turn red. She looked like she had lipstick on or a really strange rash. The habit stopped and I hadn’t thought about it again…..until she got home from school on January 3rd. It was back, along with a very clear light bulb. Ah, it’s a nervous habit! No doy!
So we talked. We talked about feeling safe, about being loved by mommy, about having her friends back (she was soooooo glad to see her old friend, let’s call her Guadalupe). I also made a joke – I said: “When you get nervous and start sucking your lip, think of Animal in the Muppet Movie. Just say ‘under control’ just like Animal.” This made her laugh (just go see the Muppet Movie for your reference).
The next day I picked her up and she updated me on her lip-sucking progress. “Mom, when I went to suck my lips I did what you said. I said ‘under control’ and I didn’t suck my lips.”
“Did you actually say ‘under control’ or think it?”
“I whispered it to myself” (lots of giggling).
“Did anybody hear you?” This was a casual question, really.
“No, I don’t think so,” still giggling.
This made me laugh. In my exaggerated motherly concern I imagined “the new homeschooled girl” off in a corner of the classroom whispering to herself “under control” in the voice of the most incomprehensible muppet. It was a great image. All she needed was a mouthful of paste. Aaaah the things I think about when it comes to my kids.
Oh well, she is like a Muppet. In any case, she seems to be transitioning well. She is still a little shy but has made more friends and enjoys all the perks of being a first grader (you know, P.E, Art, etc…..).
FYI, if you were wondering when the early morning enthusiasm would end, it only took about a week.
A real one.
I’ve brought to fruition a tiny seed that was planted in my brain approximately one year ago. How’s that for procrastination? “Well, what is it?” You may ask.
I have a new blog.
“But, La, your blog is so, so, Rad!” you may say. “Don’t leave Rad!” No, no. That won’t happen. All four of you just settle down now.
I’ve started my writing blog. For a long time I’ve felt like I’ve been straddling two pathways in my, er, blogging journey. On the one hand, I love writing about my kids and their experiences and my experience as a mother. On the other hand I just want to delve into more writing and discipline myself. The problem was the possible exploitation of my home life and making my family vulnerable to strangers. This blog is for family and friends. Anytime I joined writing prompts and essentially invited strangers to my world, I felt the shadow of a cringe in the back of my head. I need to leave my children, and their pictures, out of it. Solution? Two blogs.
So, the blog, here, is “Us” represented by me. The other blog, over there, is “Me” represented by me, and an opportunity to step into a new writing community.
(How reliable the narration is on either blog is yet to be seen).
For more Chunk shinanigans and Mamacheetah musings, stay tuned. For a glimpse at some other writing, please go check out the new place: “My Blue Bungalow”.
And if neither interests you, well, then what are you doing here in the first place?
…but this poster makes me want to run again — so I can think about it — and crack up as I go…