Every bite of food should be a sweet bite
It’s almost summer, which means that most of us will start cleaning out the grills, the backyards and prepping ourselves to melt under some of that Florida sunshine.
Not that we are not already doing that, but we may hold onto a couple of more weeks before we start to venture out of our nice cool a/c comfort.
Other than thinking about all the mouthwatering grilled food that we will be making, we are also thinking of food that will cool us off.
My maternal grandmother was a true Italian socialite. She had the most active social life of anyone that I have ever met. When I was growing up, spending time with her meant going to afternoon coffee dates with her friends. Playing canasta or poker at the country club most of Saturday afternoons and if there was a birthday, wedding, baby birth, baptism or any type of celebration within a 50-mile radius in our city, she was there, my sister and I at her heels.
She was generous, funny, and knew EVERYONE. What she was not, however, was a fan of a kitchen. Unlike my paternal grandmother, Nonna Franca was not a slave to her kitchen. She could cook, but it was easy dishes, something that she could put together fast and be out of there to meet her social circle at the next bingo game.
I know that some of you were expecting to come here and see all the pretty pictures of the tea party that I hosted this past weekend.
And instead you are getting a post about coconut cake.
Life is unpredictable guys!
The tea party is a sponsor post, which means that I’m on a schedule set by Donsuemor and that post will not go up until the first week of May.
But, I promise that this cake is totally worth it.
It all started with a dream. Seriously. I dreamed of coconut and woke up with the thought of sweet coconut scenting the house.
Then I was craving chocolate.