Newspaper article The Christian Science Monitor

'Monitor' Cake a Hit with Several Generations

Newspaper article The Christian Science Monitor

'Monitor' Cake a Hit with Several Generations

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This past year being the 100th anniversary of the founding of The Christian Science Monitor, I've been thinking of the many ways the Monitor has blessed my whole family. Lately, my thoughts have been lingering on ... chocolate cake.

Sometime in the 1940s or 1950s, my grandmother cut a recipe for "Mrs. Orr's Chocolate Cake" from the Monitor. When my dad tasted this cake, he was so smitten with it that he requested this cake every year, both for Father's Day and for his birthday in September.

Dad was a creature of habit. He didn't always greet new experiments in cooking with glee. When I graduated from college and got my first apartment, I began to learn to cook, with guidance and suggestions from my mom and the help of a few good cookbooks. I also began to experiment. Often when I invited Mom and Dad over for dinner, I tried a new recipe. Dad would look at his plate suspiciously and ask, "Am I the 'guinea pig' for this meal?"

Dad especially didn't encourage experimentation where his birthday cake was concerned. It had to be Mrs. Orr's cake, made in a metal 9-by-13-inch pan, rather than in layers, and it had to have white butter cream icing, not the traditional chocolate icing that many people enjoy on chocolate cake. Once we asked if he would like chocolate icing for a change. Silly question.

So we enjoyed Mrs. Orr's cake with white icing twice a year. Nothing fancy, nothing pretentious - just like Dad. No nuts, coconut, sprinkles, or other decorations. No pretty cake plate or beautiful presentation. Just plain cake with icing in a plain metal pan. Somehow, it seemed to fit Dad, a plain, no-nonsense kind of man with Midwestern down-home friendliness.

Dad was very generous in sharing his special cake with family and friends. When my sister and I were no longer living at home, we'd still get together for Father's Day and Dad's birthday. He always cut generous pieces for us to take home. When a neighbor came over for morning coffee, Dad always offered him a piece of cake, commenting with awe that either his wife or daughters had made him this cake, and how much they must love him for going to "all that work" - a comment not so meaningful as it would have been if we'd made him a layer cake and decorated it. …

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