This beaten up cake cover has such good memories for me.
When my parents moved from Ohio to Kentucky then to Florida, somehow, they decided to give me possession of the cake cover. Most of the year it is set in the basement. I don't bake layer cakes very often. But for my mom's birthday on Thanksgiving, I baked a cake and put it in the cake cover to transport to my brother's house.
Whenever I see this, I can almost taste the rich fudge icing that my mom used to make, or the red cake with white creamy icing.
Sure, it's dented in places, and I would never trust the little tabs to hold the cover in place so I could carry it by the handle, but I can't imagine giving this up, until I'm retired and moving from house to house and I bestow it on my daughter.
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11 comments:
Cool! My mother had a tupperware cake cover. I didn't know they were made in metal.
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Isn't it funny how fond memories attach us to certain "things". (I have old hand written recipe cards from my mom. She has been gone26 years.
You can see the history of your family cakes in that dinged cover.
I have a few beat up mementos, too. They are precious! Thanks for sharing...and for visiting my blog.
That looks very useful and I can understand wanting to hang onto it for the practicality and the memories. I've thought about getting a cupcake holder/cover, but then we don't eat cupcakes except for the boys' birthdays, and I think about the time I'd get one would be the time they grew out of cupcakes. A cake cover would probably be more practical - although I confess I've never made a layer cake. :)
I am a real fan of the old and vintage ... so many lovely items get passed off to the dump or yard sales and I always wonder who used them, what memories come with them, where they come from ... it's wonderful that you keep this well-loved cake cover/carrier in your family!
I wish I had something from my past but my family saved nothing. To this day my Mom wants new.
I love it. I remember those from my childhood.
Amazing how things like this can make us smile! I have my mother's meat fork and it is falling apart but it doesn't matter.
That is a very cook cake plate/cover. I don't think I've ever seen one like it!
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