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Tuesday, January 5, 2010
The Baptist White Lie Cake
We just got this on our e-mail and had to share!!!
Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this, especially all of the ladies who bake for church events:
Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this, especially all of the ladies who bake for church events:
Alice Grayson was tobake a cake for the Church Ladies' Group in Tuscaloosa , but forgot to do it until the last minute.
She remembered it the morning of the bake sale and after rummaging through cabinets, found an angel food cake mix & quickly made it while drying her hair, dressing, and helping her son pack up for Scout camp.
When she took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flat and
the cake was horribly disfigured and she exclaimed, "Oh dear, there is
not time to bake another cake!" This cake was important to Alice
because she did so want to fit in at her new church, and in her new
community of friends. So, being inventive, she looked around the house
for something to build up the center of The cake. She found it in the
bathroom - a roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and then covered
it with icing. Not only did the finished product look beautiful, it
looked perfect. And, before she left the house to drop the cake by the
church and head for work, Alice woke her daughter and gave her some
money and specific instructions to be at the bake sale the moment it
opened at 9:30 and to buy the cake and bring it home. When the
daughter arrived at the sale, she found the attractive, perfect cake
had already been sold. Amanda grabbed her cell phone & called her mom.
Alice was horrified-she was beside herself! Everyone would know! What
would they think? She would be ostracized, talked about, ridiculed!
All night, Alice lay awake in bed thinking about people pointing
fingers at her and talking about her behind her back.
The next day, Alice promised herself she would try not to think about
the cake and would attend the fancy luncheon/bridal shower at the home
of a fellow church member and try to have a good time. She did not
really want to attend because the hostess was a snob who more than
once had looked down her nose at the fact that Alice was a single
parent and not from the founding families of Tuscaloosa , but having
already RSVP'd , she couldn't think of a believable excuse to stay
home..
The meal was elegant, the company was definitely upper crust old
south
and to Alice 's horror, the cake in question was presented for dessert!
Alice felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake! She
started out of her chair to tell the hostess all about it, but before
she could get to her feet, the Mayor's wife said, "what a beautiful
cake!" Alice , still stunned, sat back in her chair when she heard the
hostess (who was a prominent church member) say,
"Thank you, I baked it myself."
Alice smiled and thought to herself,
"God is good!"
She remembered it the morning of the bake sale and after rummaging through cabinets, found an angel food cake mix & quickly made it while drying her hair, dressing, and helping her son pack up for Scout camp.
When she took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flat and
the cake was horribly disfigured and she exclaimed, "Oh dear, there is
not time to bake another cake!" This cake was important to Alice
because she did so want to fit in at her new church, and in her new
community of friends. So, being inventive, she looked around the house
for something to build up the center of The cake. She found it in the
bathroom - a roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and then covered
it with icing. Not only did the finished product look beautiful, it
looked perfect. And, before she left the house to drop the cake by the
church and head for work, Alice woke her daughter and gave her some
money and specific instructions to be at the bake sale the moment it
opened at 9:30 and to buy the cake and bring it home. When the
daughter arrived at the sale, she found the attractive, perfect cake
had already been sold. Amanda grabbed her cell phone & called her mom.
Alice was horrified-she was beside herself! Everyone would know! What
would they think? She would be ostracized, talked about, ridiculed!
All night, Alice lay awake in bed thinking about people pointing
fingers at her and talking about her behind her back.
The next day, Alice promised herself she would try not to think about
the cake and would attend the fancy luncheon/bridal shower at the home
of a fellow church member and try to have a good time. She did not
really want to attend because the hostess was a snob who more than
once had looked down her nose at the fact that Alice was a single
parent and not from the founding families of Tuscaloosa , but having
already RSVP'd , she couldn't think of a believable excuse to stay
home..
The meal was elegant, the company was definitely upper crust old
south
and to Alice 's horror, the cake in question was presented for dessert!
Alice felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake! She
started out of her chair to tell the hostess all about it, but before
she could get to her feet, the Mayor's wife said, "what a beautiful
cake!" Alice , still stunned, sat back in her chair when she heard the
hostess (who was a prominent church member) say,
"Thank you, I baked it myself."
Alice smiled and thought to herself,
"God is good!"
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