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Spread very thin on square, buttered pans, bake in a hot oven, and when done, spread with a white icing, cut into squares, and put a half blanched almond in the centre of each square. This recipe is one that is used in Palestine. It makes a honey cake not nearly as rich as those in the foregoing recipes for honey cakes, but will very nicely take the place of a sweet cracker to serve with tea.
Wrapped in a sheathing of oiled tissue paper was a monstrous cake, layer on layer, like a Chinese pagoda. It was covered with that rustic triumph of multi-colored icing which only grandmothers seem able to compound in these degenerate days of machine-made pastry of the city bakeries.
On the threshold she stopped, bowing and smiling, in her hands a large glass salver, on the top of which was an even larger cake elaborately decorated in pink icing, in whose centre was stuck one tall white candle which sputtered and blinked in the changing draughts.
Stir the ingredients over the fire until thoroughly mixed, having beaten the egg well before adding it; then add the vanilla flavoring after it is removed from the fire. No. 9. The whites of three eggs beaten stiff, one cup of sugar and one cup of grated chocolate, put between the layers and on top. No. 10. Make an icing of the whites of two eggs and one cup and a half of powdered sugar.
"And I'll help Nan bake her cake," offered Flossie. "So will I," added Freddie. "I like to clean out the cake dishes, and eat the sweet dough and the icing." "Oh, I want to do some of that, too!" cried Flossie. "I can see what kind of a time you're going to have making your cake!" laughed Bert, "with those two youngsters hanging around." "Oh, I'll take care of them," said Nan, smiling.
Do each sheet of cake in the same way, varying the marmalade if you choose. Dust the top of the cakes with flour, which must be brushed off again, as it is only to absorb the grease. The icing needs to be very neatly done, and must not be thicker than a twenty-five-cent piece.
So of course I went. The old lady, propped on pillows in an overheated room, gave me tea and poured into my ear all the anguish of her simple heart. In an abstracted, anxious way, she ate a couple of crumpets and a wedge of cake with almond icing, and was comforted. We continued our discussion of the war or rather Leonard, for with her Leonard seemed to be the war.
Bobby demanded, as soon as they could struggle a little apart from the gossiping, gushing ranks of the chorus which surrounded them, pulling surreptitious bits from Thayer's mammoth wreath of laurel. "Why not?" Thayer asked calmly. "Because you are throwing away the best of yourself. Putting you into oratorio is like icing tea. You belong in grand opera." Thayer raised his brows dissentingly.
"Let her alone, she has the right of it and the cake is sure to be just as good," laughed Phoebe. "But I promised him it should be just like the one you gave us the other afternoon, only with the icing and nuts thicker than the cake," answered Caroline in real distress. "He says that Mr. Sevier likes it that way, too," she added ingenuously.
He had not pictured them as travelling on their private islands surrounded by mammoth icing cakes five stories high, and towers of chocolate. He had not fancied them sitting on ice cream freezers and tossing the emptied receptacles from them. Pee-wee had told his friend of the morning that they would both vote for Keekie Joe and that Keekie Joe should be the patrol leader.
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