Bunny Cake Tale - Take 4

Hello, dear friends.  It wouldn't be Eastertime in Preppy Empty Nesterville without a repost of the boring fascinating story of the Bunny Cake.

The old homestead

Once upon a time, there was a aging, single, future Preppy Empty Nester, who came back to live at home with her parents after college.  Meanwhile, her Sista was working her fingers to the bone in college striving for straight C's.  Preppy Empty Nester looked forward to college breaks when Sista would come home and relieve her of being the focus of her parents' attention.  The Sistas were not close growing up (Sista always stole poor future Preppy Empty Nester's thunder), but they were beginning to build a bond now that they didn't see each other as much.  Their union was built on the foundation of the three things they had in common: their childhood memories, making fun of their parents, and consuming empty calories.

Holy Saturday afternoon had been spent making the traditional "bunny cake" for their nuclear family of four.  Anyone who has made this classic cake knows the drill: two layer cake - one layer for the face and the second layer for the ears and bow tie.  

Their Mama was very pleased with the girls as she watched them make the cake without killing each other and she was especially proud to see very little frosting swiping in the process.

  Their Mama always watched the girls' weight and offered "helpful nutritional substitutes" when she felt either one of the girls was carrying a few extra LB's.  Whenever she caught one of them red-handed with a fork full of Pepperidge Farm cake from the freezer she would shake her head in utter disappointment, utter a few tsk, tsk, tsks, and kindly offer the girls a fist full of raw carrots.  

Sista had just turned 18 (drinking age in the stone age) and so she and future Preppy Empty Nester decided to skip the parents cross examination "what are you going to do with the rest of your life" dinner and meet some friends at one of their favorite haunts at Fairfield Beach, the Nautilus, or the "Naut" as the cool people called it. The "Naut" was your classic beach bar - no atmosphere and cheap drinks. 

Future Preppy Empty Nester and Sista had a great time catching up with old friends.  They sat with their old buddy Dude, who was working at Saks as a personal shopper and dressing Dustin Hoffman for Tootsie.  Dude was full of Hollywood scoop. 

They arrived home at around 1AM and eyed that gorgeous bunny cake.  Sista asked future Preppy Empty Nester if she thought the left ear looked bigger than the right ear.  She had not agreed with Sista on much in the past,  but on this point, she concurred.  Obviously, they had to make that left ear smaller. They owed it to their parents to present a cake that was worthy of them.  The Sistas decided to get the knife out of the drawer and trim that unsightly ear.  They took turns disposing of the remnants in their mouths. The Sistas then looked at their masterpiece and realized the right ear looked huge... practically grotesque.  How could they ever present that sloppy looking cake to their wonderful parents?  They began surgery on the right ear.

Before we they knew it, both ears were missing from their beloved bunny cake, and frosting hung from their chins when they discovered  their dear Mama was standing behind them with that "guilty as charged" tsk..tsk...sound. 

Reminiscing, this is what we they thought they looked like.

But in reality, this is probably a closer representation of that fateful evening.

Two hours later, sometime around 3:30 AM  nauseous future Preppy Empty Nester and Sista were finishing off frosting another layer of cake... soon to be known as the ears and the bow tie.

Four hours later, Mama woke her girls up for 11AM Easter Mass.  When her girls questioned why they had to get up so early, Mama responded they needed extra time in the shower to  get the frosting off their faces.

The names in this story have been changed to protect the not so innocent.

Until next time...