One of the first things I learned to veganize was chocolate cake for my husband. He has a sweet tooth, so I developed this Chocolate Cake with Strawberry Frosting recipe for him earlier this year. In lieu of filling this space with SEO driving drivel, here’s a short little snippet I wrote about him the other day:
At some point, I grew so disenchanted with “real life,” I slipped into that blue-grey space between everyday and the skeins of Frank O’Hara’s grit without thinking. I’d crawl out of bed at 3 in the morning and sit on our couch with Daisy pressed against my outer thigh, her rhythmic breathing still easy and hypnotic. We had floor to ceiling windows in our living room and I always marveled at how rapidly daylight–grim or blushing–would steal over the hardwood floors. I think I dreamt then, even while wide awake, of a different life, of Central Park and her as yet untested womb and thawing ice rink, the lurid glow and buzz of a neon sign wheezing through the thickest parts of darkness, and a fire-escape dangling from the eaves like a gypsy’s earrings. I was in love with a man from New York, then, but in retrospect, I think I fell in love with New York. All the promise it trembled with, the future caked into the curbs and sewer grates and the smell of autonomy underlying the decay of last night’s regret.
These days, my life with A has made it almost impossible to slip into the blue-grey space again. A loves the color red and my day-to-day is plastered over with primary colors leaving little room for shadows and day dream. No, not leaving little room, but bearing no need for day dreams… The union between my computer screen and reality reminds me of our trips to New York, including our first one. When we were still on unsure footing and I wondered whether I could ever grow to be the woman he thought I was as he slid a bagel across the counter at Isadora’s.
Last night, while walking his mother to her car, I turned around and lifted my hand in his direction, “I’ll wait for you,” I said, sweetly, as the streetlamps cast a halo around us. He took my fingers, and I wondered, then, whether this would be one of those things he would remember loving me for when the lights flickered and night yawned beyond what we could bear.
In conclusion, you should make this Chocolate Cake with Strawberry Jam Frosting, because it is good Chocolate Cake with Strawberry Jam Frosting and you will like this Chocolate Cake with Strawberry Jam Frosting.
April 22, 2020
April 22, 2020
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