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Share this page with a friend. Click file, then send. Taste of Home Cooking School with M click here for S'mores Cake Recipe click here for Chex Mix recipe One
evening, I was browsing through the newspaper when I noticed an ad
for a kid’s cooking contest. I tore out the ad and showed it to Mom.
She said it was okay if I wanted to enter, but asked what recipe
would I use? Although I do experiment with cooking, I had never
really invented a recipe before. I didn’t really think that much
about the recipe contest until a few days later when I suddenly had
a light bulb go on! The inspiration was for a S’more cake. E didn’t
seem interested, but I was enthused with my idea. I reported my idea
to Mom and we looked online for graham cracker cake recipes. As I
was looking at pictures I saw a picture of a S’more cake. I was
disappointed, since the recipe had to be completely my own. But the
cake was not exactly what I had in mind. I did notice that the cake
won an award for the 2nd best birthday cake of the year! I decided
that the cake should have chocolate icing and marshmallow cream
sandwiched between two pieces of spice cake. That Sunday, my
recipe was in the Taste of Home Cooking School publication in the
newspaper. I even got an email of congratulations from the man from
the
Swan Rangers. I was already a celebrity!  At last, the show started and the
chef began cooking. I clapped wildly every time their was applause.
After about half an hour into the show, I got really hot and
thirsty. It turned out that my sweater was a lot warmer than I
required. The barn in which the show was taking place was very warm.
I was feeling feverish. The heat was unbearable. Mom was wearing a
T-shirt, and I wanted to trade shirts with her. About 5 minutes
later, it was almost time for my appearance. Mom and I ran to the
restroom to trade blouses. We stood in separate stalls and stuck our
shirts underneath the barriers. There were a few other people in the
restroom. I left my stall and waited for Mom. She then said loudly,
“Did you take off your stockings?” Slightly embarrassed knowing that
everybody in the restroom heard her, I decided not to remove my
stockings at all. Mom and I ran back to the cooking barn.
A few minutes later, the lady told the audience that there was a celebrity in the crowd. It was I who was the celebrity! I went up onto the stage. My job was to make some Chex mix. The woman asked me to taste the chocolate Chex mix. I took a piece with no chocolate in it. “Does it taste like chocolate?” asked the woman. “No…” I said. The crowd laughed. After eating a piece with chocolate in it, I found that it did have chocolate flavor. While I was stirring the Chex mix, I spilled a teensy bit. I covered my face in horror. Everyone laughed at my antics. I just really did not want to look sloppy on stage. The lady brushed off the accident, saying no harm, no foul. I stirred the caramel sauce very slowly, and tried not to spill anything. I continued my cooking, but not without displaying my quirky nature. The chef gave me a sample of the Chex mix recipe and then I left the stage. We watched a little more of the cooking show, then left the barn to get some air. Several people congratulated me. One man even took my photograph and inquired about my recipe. I explained how I made the cake from top to bottom. After hanging around there for a while, we went home. It was already dark, but inside
people’s houses it was brightly lit. Lots of their curtains were
open and as we rode home, E and I observed them going about their
business. It was truly a wonderful day. |
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The next day, I set to work baking the cake while Mom mowed the
lawn. It was really easy, but I was quite nervous. Mom took pictures
of the cake and me. Mom kept on saying that she had a feeling I
would win. I wrote the recipe on a piece of loose-leaf and enclosed
a photo of the cake. We brought the entry to the newspaper office,
where it would be judged.