Monday, December 17, 2012

Egg Nog Cakes

I remember as a child the seat where I sat every night for dinner.  It was the back seat on a round table for four.  The only one in a corner, ha, perhaps that was fitting, but it was all mine.

I sat in a different chair, my mom's chair, to do my homework after school, and I sat in my brother's chair for Sunday dinners when he was away at college as I refused to let just my parents and me eat at the dining room table without him.

But my seat in the corner was perfect, it was a comfort zone for me, absolutely surrounded by my family, but there was a specific time every year where it was my prison.

You see growing up my brother, my parents and I would spend an entire afternoon making my great-grandmother's teetotaling friend's recipe for  "egg nog cakes".  Named so because this friend didn't want people to know she actually drank whiskey but to put it under the disguise of "egg nog" which everyone seemed to understand contained whiskey was not a problem!
Ahhhh the hipocracy of our past, but for many it worked.

Allen and I would bring in a picnic table bench from the back porch, assemble the old meat grinder on it and start grinding the vanilla wafers with the pecans while mom would be making a huge mess on the other counter combining what seemed like pounds of butter and confectioner's sugar with a "splash" of whiskey for the icing, all the while Dad seemed to be increasingly consumed by the ever growing pile of cubed angel food cake.

We all had our part to play in preparation, but it was when we all found our seats back at the table that the fun truly began.

With Alvin and the Chipmunks serenading our labors Mom and Dad would ice each and every piece of angel food cake after which Allen and I would roll them in the crumbs for coating.

After a while, and I am not sure if this was the enthusiasm of the season or the fumes from the whiskey, but after a while the angel food cake found a variety of ways to the bins of crumbs Allen and I had in front of us.

Whether it was a direct shot between the eyes or a near miss that would hit the wall behind one of us there was always a cheer of laughter that followed.  This entire time I was trapped in the prison of my seat in the was hysterical!

The kitchen would be covered in icing, crumbs and confectioner's sugar by the time we were finished but in its wake a lifetime of memories were made, memories that remain in my heart every day.

Since these are rather time consuming to make and we don't always have the man power to make a enormous batch these days we haven't actually made them as a family in 10 years.  This year was different.  This year we planned ahead, we put the baby down for a nap and all came together to make our egg nog cakes on a Sunday afternoon.

With the addition of my beloved sister-in-law we were able to make a double batch and carry on the memories of my youth with the additions of our present.

The great thing about memories is that they get better as you carry them forward and combine the past and the present.  It was a true gift to have my family gathered around the table again making one of my favorite treats to pass on to others.

A huge thanks to my mom, my dad, my brother and my sister-in-law for helping make this post happen but the biggest thanks, to my nephew Emory for taking a really long nap providing us enough time to make these without chasing around a 2 year old!

Egg Nog Cakes
Given to my mom by Ruth Allen in December 1985 
but the recipe has been in the Gordon family since the 1920s
32 oz. angle food cake, cubed
1 (12 oz.) box vanilla wafers
12 oz. pecan halves
2 (16 oz.) boxes confectioners sugar
2 sticks (1 cup) butter
3/4 cup Jack Daniels whiskey

Cube the angel food cake.  
 In a meat grinder grind up the vanilla wafers and pecan halves. 
In a food processor blend together the butter, confectioners sugar and whiskey until smooth. 
Get the assembly line ready...this is definitely a multiple person job for sure! 
Ice each side of the cubes of angel food cake and roll each piece in the ground vanilla wafers and pecans. 
As you can tell, this is NOT a clean process...
 Place in an air tight container separating each layer with wax paper.
Maggie had to taste some of it just for research purposes of course!
Give them away as presents, keep them for your own tasty treats or have them for breakfast when the holiday season gets to be just too much!
From my family to yours, Merry Christmas!!
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1 comment:

  1. So glad to see this recipe! Growing up, my dad would hide these on the top shelf of the pantry so that he could dole the out one by one in the few days after Xmas. Amy specifically had a special love for these and thus the need to hide them. We called them Whiskey Biscuits for some reason...We loved them so much!