The Life And Times Of A Peanut Butter Cake

My dear Sainted Mother always made Don C. (my Dad) a peanut butter cake for his birthday.

It was always by far my own favorite cake, so Mama always made one on my birthday every year too. Then Lovely Wife has made me one almost every year since we've been married.

If you've never had one you are really missing out.

A peanut butter cake is basically a yellow cake mix, Duncan Hines, Betty Crocker, whatever, with a peanut butter, milk, confectioners sugar, and vanilla icing.

So basically it's a plain old cake with creamy peanut butter fudge as the icing.

If you have ever had a really good, soft peanut butter fudge, you are pretty close; just add cake.

Yummy.

The only problem with this cake is that unless you get the icing to just the perfect consistency, which is darn near impossible, the cake will slide on you.

So it's rarely a pretty cake, but it is one of the best things ever as far as taste.

This morning, Lovely Wife and I finished off my yearly birthday peanut butter cake. As of right now, I'm back on my diet, but that sure was some fine cake.

This is what I mean by the cake sliding. After this photo, we slid the top layer back into place and repaired the icing and put it in the refrigerator, which stopped the slide.

After that it was smooth sailing eating.

And in 51 weeks, I get another one!