The Sneakiness of White Cake...

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We're having white cake! What sort of melodrama could be brewing back there?

I, myself, am not even a fan of white cake.  Sure, I enjoy cake, but it's not a top contender for taste.  But there was some sort of subliminal messaging going on in the film, Django Unchained, because after seeing it last year in the theatre, I wanted white cake.  Rented it two weeks ago, & again upon seeing it, I really, really wanted white cake.  

Leonardo Dicaprio, as the character Calvin Candie, only utters the words 'white cake' a total of four times.  Perhaps it is because they are uttered in about a 15 minute time frame, or because he keeps holding a plate of cake or wanting everyone to eat it.  I'm not really sure.  All I know for sure is that I needed white cake, all because of his white cake scenes.  I was so intent on the subliminal messaging of 'white cake' that I even made a soap that smelled like it, before...  

I eventually made white cake!

I went out & purchased a box of Pillsbury white cake & white frosting.  I used the six egg whites, instead of the four whole eggs recipe.  I added Watson Almond flavouring to the cake only.  That was some damn freaking good cake, if I do say so myself!  It was super light and moist, & had a really great flavour.  Even my sister enjoyed it & she only likes yellow cake with chocolate frosting.  

Someday I will again tackle baking a cake from scatch.  I tried it once & it was beyond subpar.  I always imagined one of those homemade four layer cakes from the film Pollyanna would be the ultimate in taste.  Someday I shall try that.  

But this brings us to the end of this post.  There was subliminal white cake messaging in the film Django Unchained, I am certain of it.  No, that is not the only thing I took away from the film & I really loved it (sad that Christoph Waltz' character died, but it was a good death).  Also, I am no longer craving white cake & plan to, someday, make a four layer Pollyanna cake from scratch.  

And this is where I'll end transmission.

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