Today’s Recipe and Location: Billie’s Italian Cream Cake
Found in: The Pioneer Woman Cooks: Food From my Frontier
Pages 241 - 243 Copyright: 2012 Harper Collins
I figured out that there are 690 calories per serving, if 18 servings are made. (Please note that the calorie counts vary depending on the specific brands of ingredients that you choose to use.)
I can’t say that I enjoyed making this cake. I followed the recipe, but found it difficult to frost the thing. I waited until it cooled completely, but every time I spread the frosting the top layer of the cake peeled up and mixed in with the frosting. I was one very frustrated baker at the time. I do not know what the heck I did wrong – but it looked a mess when I was finished. I also thought it was sickeningly sweet because there were many layers with frosting between each one. I have thought of a possible solution to my problem. I think I will try to make it as a sheet cake. This would cut down some of the excess sugary sweetness. I haven’t yet figured out the frosting spreading problem – I may have to stop at the local bakery and ask what I did wrong. Why don’t I live in Oklahoma so I could just ask Ree in person? It sure would be faster than finding a baker that would help me.
The Serpicos commented: “Oh my gosh! This was grossly sweet and not a pretty thing to look at. This is tooth decay in just one bite!”
Brandy: “Yummy, was there coconut in that? I thought I tasted coconut? Very good, very rich I thought, so I could only have very small pieces, but I thought it was good.
Gabbin’ About Gratitude
I have a second mother figure whose name is Nancy Stopka and she was definitely put in my life for a reason. She was always kind and caring to me. She welcomed me into her home every day and even put up with me on Saturday mornings (cleaning day at the Stopka household).
In 1976, when I moved to Florida to get an apartment with Kathy, her wonderful family welcomed me with open arms. Kathy’s Mom was such a support for me. When I needed a job, we sat down at the kitchen table and she opened the telephone book (yes – we really used this in those days) and we began paging through it and discussing the type of job I wanted. It didn’t take us long to hit on the Capt. Anderson. Thanks to Nancy Stopka I got a job I loved for almost 10 years.
But my love for her is greater for more than just finding me a job. She invited me to every holiday at her home when I lived in Florida, and we were in her home several days a week. She welcomed my Mom when she came to visit. She is thoughtful, insightful, and loving. She has always made me feel special and for those reasons I admire her greatly and enjoy talking to her. I am so thankful that she has been involved in my life for so many years.
When we were seven or eight Julie Rascher used to put on plays for the neighborhood. She always had the best part which seemed right because they were held in her garage and they were her costumes. I enjoyed them at the time even though we were laughed at by the other kids in the neighborhood. We were no Shakespearian troop – that’s for sure.
After age eight, Julie and I remained friends but I had discovered Kathy Stopka. We were much more compatible and became the best of friends.
The only other play I was in was Oliver in high school. I truly enjoyed being in a musical.