happy national chocolate cake day

We Americans will celebrate anything — even give it a day of national recognition!
Today is National Chocolate Cake Day and although I suspect this day has more to do with commerce than cake
it is a kind of whimsical fun to have chocolate cake set apart from all other cakes and be so honored! 


A new twist to chocolate cake: Dark Chocolate Peanut Butter Cake

Even Stationery stores love chocolate cake!

Stationery Trousseau in Columbus, Ohio is honoring this cake today and giving 27% off for three days on their stock of items for customers — no commerce there!  

And for the Bride who likes her Chocolate Cake!

Choco rose cake.pictured on Wikipedia

Choco rose cake.pictured on Wikipedia is perfect for any special occasion — like for a Bride (see white roses?) who wants a less traditional top layer on her wedding cake!

History of Chocolate Cake —

Chocolate cake is made with chocolate; it can be made with other ingredients, as well. These ingredients include fudge, vanilla creme, and other sweeteners. The history of chocolate cake goes back to 1764, when Dr. James Baker discovered how to make chocolate by grinding cocoa beans between two massive circular millstones.[1]

In 1828, Conrad Van Houten of the Netherlands developed a mechanical extraction method for extracting the fat from cacao liquor resulting in cacao butter and the partly defatted cacao, a compacted mass of solids that could be sold as it was “rock cacao” or ground into powder.[2] The processes transformed chocolate from an exclusive luxury to an inexpensive daily snack.[2] A process for making silkier and smoother chocolate called conching was developed in 1879 by Swiss Rodolphe and made it easier to bake with chocolate as it amalgamates smoothly and completely with cake batters.[2] Until 1890 to 1900, chocolate recipes were mostly for drinks.[2]

The Duff Company of Pittsburgh, a molasses manufacturer, introduced Devil’s food chocolate cake mixes in the mid 1930s, but introduction was put on hold duringWorld War IIDuncan Hines introduced a “Three Star Special” (so called because a white, yellow or chocolate cake could be made from the same mix) was introduced three years after cake mixes from General Mills and Duncan Hines, and took over 48 percent of the market.[3]

In the U.S., “chocolate decadence” cakes were popular in the 1980s; in the 1990s, single-serving molten chocolate cakes with liquid chocolate centers and infused chocolates with exotic flavors such as tea, curry, red pepper, passion fruit, and champagne were popular. Chocolate lounges and artisinal chocolate makers were popular in the 2000s.[4] Rich, flourless, all-but-flourless chocolate cakes are “now standard in the modern pâtisserie,” according to The New Taste of Chocolate.[2]

Awe is there anything more delicious than chocolate cake?

 German chocolate cake from a bakeryOur most popular cake. Of course anything choc...


Peter, Peter Pumpkin Eater

William Wallace Denslow’s illustrations for Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater, from a 1901 edition of Mother GooseOne of my all time favorite poems and one that my father said to me countless times is Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater.

One of my all time favorite poems is Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater but not because of the rhyme, rather for the memory of the countless times my father said it to me. He also recited Three Blind Mice quite often to me.  One might think — given Peter’s treatment of his wife not to mention three mice tails in jeopardy — my daddy was abusive by his pick of poetry to recite to a small child but the truth is he was a gentle soul with hands and arms like steel. He earned his living at the end of a hammer and hand saw, beginning at the lowest position. it is those days I remember the most. My father coming home covered in sawdust and construction grime, kissing Mama on her cheek, then washing up for super. I would look for him each day and he never disappointed. Always home from work on time and giving me a big hug before heading inside. When I was twelve we moved to Bonnie Street . Dad brought home a chalk board that he hung on the garage wall. It was then we began to leave each other messages each evening on the board (welcome home, sorry for the mason jar, Daddy  — and other such messages) which usually ended in I Love You. Looking back I think he did this because I was growing up and he wanted to preserve the evening ritual of my running up to him for his big hug. I think he knew in his father’s heart the day was coming that his little girl would wave from a neighbor’s front yard or the park down the street as he pulled into the drive.

Per Wikipedia, the free online encyclopedia, the rhyme is not present in any of the late eighteenth and early nineteenth century collections published in Britain. The first surviving version of the rhyme was published in Mother Goose’s Quarto: or Melodies Complete, in Boston, Massachusetts around 1825. However, a verse collected from Aberdeen Scotland and published in 1868 had the words:

Peter, my neeper,
Had a wife,
And he couidna’ keep her,
He pat her i’ the wa’,
And lat a’ the mice eat her.

As a result it is possible that the verse was an older one adapted to include pumpkins in America. This verse is also considered to be an older version of the rhyme Eeper Weeper

Eeper Weeper, chimbly sweeper,
Had a wife but couldn’t keep her.
Had another, didn’t love her,
Up the chimbly he did shove her.

Other versions exist, however it appears new verse has in many cases been tweaked to fit a specific purpose.  The following modern version is an example.

Peter, Peter pumpkin eater,
Had a wife but couldn’t keep her;
He put her in a pumpkin shell
And there he kept her very well.
Peter, Peter pumpkin eater,
Had another and didn’t love her;
Peter learned to read and spell,
And then he loved her very well.

This gives me a new thought of how to decorate the front porch for Trick-R-Treat!


I am turning 66 on January 11th.  This got me thinking:  6+6=12. Break down the number 12 and it becomes 1+2 which equals 3.  And 3 is my favorite number (or 13 but both 3 and 13 are threes! Unless you break down 13, in which case it is a 4 which is also a good number)  Why am I mentioning this? Because 3, being my most favorite number makes me think this will be a fabulous year for me.  This fabulous year begins on the 11th of January.  (January is 01 + 11 (break down 11 and it becomes 1+1 which equals 2) so 01/11 is actually a 3, as well!  So my birth date (01/11) and my age (66) are both a 3! See?  And, even though the year is a 4 (2011 = 4 no matter how your work it) plus the fact that 13 (my second most favorite number) broken down is a 4 — these both match (being that they are both 4), so there!  But,  I’m not counting the year (or 13 broken down) in my calculations here. (smiling at myself)  The bottom line is this:  Beginning 01/01/11 (broken down another 4! or added together (not broken down) is a 13! How weird is that?) will be a better year for me because the number 3 and the number 4 are good numbers! And if you have followed this then you have a slight inside glimpse at my brain (how I think) and how it functions.  Good luck with understanding it though.

I need a better year because the last twenty or so have sucked (actually) and it is time to turn over a new leaf for prosperity, health, and happiness.  I feel a poem welling up inside me about ‘a new leaf’ that I’ll title A New Leaf.  Amazing how these ideas form in my head.  I am nearly 2/3rds finished with my quota of poems to write for the project I am working on.  January, 2012 is the deadline.  We keep moving up that deadline!  Well, I don’t but two others do which is fine because I am not ready either.  So, I say “oh, fine, I guess” with a sigh and then with deep breath taken (and in private) I jump up and down, thankful for the extra time.  Writers are the most procrastinating people on the face of the planet.  Dreamers, every one.  Disorganized and procrastinating we struggle every day to produce an article, a short story, a poem, whatever!  But, somehow we accomplish our goal in spite of our silly ways.  Sad to say we’re like the insurance agent who spends most of his/her time at the movie theater and then scrambles to meet his/her quota.

So . . . Here is to 2011 and the possibilities that lay ahead of me.  I am excited to get this year underway….Hooray! Blow the horn and fire up the engine I’m moving forward!  (did you hear that Steven? I’m moving forward! You can see my dust in your rear view mirror –  which you might think is lucky for you (whatever!) but it certainty is lucky for me.)

2011 is devoted to “Make-A-Difference-2011 Series” in which I write about worldwide woman’s issues (including but not limited to “the Meet Me On The Bridge” a movement for women suffering due to war); and devoted to making people smile (i.e. The Best Holiday Desserts Ever!); and teaching children through poetry; and taking care of myself in the mix of things.  2011 will be a FAB year!

Space Dust (a poem)

Space Dust

(Mary Louise Wehunt, *copyright material)

Smiles and kindness
Is how I choose survival
Not days of obscure
Nebular darkness

Space dust
Clear out the
Recesses of my mind;
Clear out I tell you!

I want to live
Out of the abyss
And shower myself
in the rays of the sunlight

Space dust
Clear out the
Recesses of my mind;
Clear out I tell you!

*reposting/reprinting prohibited without author permission (for permission contact author at mlwehunt@gmail.com)