Right before Christmas when I made mom’s spice cake I promised myself that I was going to make it again soon and add raisins to the ingredients list. I was curious and worried at the same time: curious to see if raisins worked well with all the spices in this cake, and worried that the quantity I’d estimated I needed to use (1 cup raisins) would be too much and would make the cake overly sweet.
I don’t know about you, but for me the holiday season means baking – a lot. I have found that there is something very satisfying and comforting in baking a cake, especially during the festive season. It relaxes me and it allows me to be creative and to show the others how much I care about them. Moreover, as I gather my ingredients, get my tools ready and butter and flour my baking pans, my mind journeys into the past and memories, some seemingly long forgotten, come back to life and to me. I think baking is a personal enterprise by definition. Whenever I bake I like to reflect on what that particular recipe means to me. I also like to think of the earliest recollection I have of baking that cake/those cookies. Despite my best intentions, sometimes the memories are scarce. Thankfully, on many occasions, there are plenty of things I remember. Such is the case with the cake I am going to write about today: my mom’s spice cake.