My mother made this gingerbread cake many, many years ago. I was in college or late high school, I don’t remember exactly. We thought she’d misplaced the recipe, but then it turned up and she shared it with me. I’m not sure why, but I never made it. The recipe just sat in my box, waiting for just the right time.
The day before Pipsqueak was born, Pumpkin Girl and my mother made this gingerbread cale. After an afternoon of just sitting around, chatting with my mid-wife and some of her assistants, waiting for anything to actually happen, we went down to the kitchen to enjoy some dessert.
I did mention Pipsqueak was born at home, didn’t I? No? Heh-heh. He was – thus allowing me to sit in my room, chatting with my midwife and eating homemade gingerbread for dessert.
In honor of this, The Day Before Pipsqueak Turns One, I present to you the recipe for what is certain to become a late-October tradition.