I have to admit a certain fondness for wedding cakes like this one from Creative Cooking Made Easy: The Golden Fluffo Cookbook (Procter & Gamble, 1956). They are so simple and homespun, and the directions make it seem like anyone-- maybe a friend of the couple-- can whip the cake up the day before.
It's almost sweet and quiet enough that I forget the cute '50s couples with their little homespun cakes couldn't be interracial... or gay... and that it would still be nearly 20 years until the general public would even begin to think about taking domestic violence seriously should the marriage not be as sweet as the wedding.
But you're here for the cookbooks, and I found a whole new version of romance in this book. Forget about the wedding cake. How about a honeymoon pie?
I am not sure what makes these "Honeymoon Pies," except that "The decorative edgings and toppings ... are designed for romance!" So I guess putting a few leaves around the edge of a pie crust or topping the creation with a bell from a Christmas cookie cutter will drive people wild with desire? I'm not sure I quite get the connection, and that is why these honeymoon pies (four of which can be filled with the same amount of filling as for any single 9-inch pie, according to page 84) make me laugh (but not flutter my eyelashes and then stare dreamily off into the middle distance as the pies run toward me in slow motion and soft focus. There is a limit to the romance of a honeymoon pie).
Honeymoon pies are made when the couple is young and filled with idealistic ideas about domestic bliss, and that all meals will be made the old fashioned way from scratch. Then reality sets in, and the marriage eventually becomes a prepackaged moon pie.
ReplyDeleteAfter the stage of hiding the mix boxes in the bottom of the trash so things appear to be homemade, of course.
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