better-than-sex carrot cake

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My husband said he’d choose my carrot cake over sex any day of the week.

Should I be insulted?

I mean, I know I make a kick-ass carrot cake, but I’m pretty great in the sack too.

Seriously.

Blow-the-top-of-your-head-off great.

Better than Sex Carrot Cake

4 eggs
1 c each white and brown sugar (or two cups Sucanat)
1 c butter*
2 c flour**
1 tsp baking soda
2 tsp baking powder
1 tsp salt
2 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp nutmeg
1/4 tsp allspice
2 c carrots, grated
1 c crushed pineapple, drained
1/2 c coconut
1/2 c nuts***, toasted
1 tsp vanilla

* I like to use coconut butter.
**I use this amazing 12-grain flour I get at Bulk Barn.
*** I used pecans this time, but almonds, walnuts, macadamia nuts etc. would be good too.

  • preheat oven to 350*F
  • beat eggs, sugars and oil until frothy.  Set asside.
  • add remaining ingredients in order and mix well.
  • add to egg mixture and ‘just mix’.
  • pour into a greased 9″x13″ and bake 50 mintues
  • cool then frost.

Slutty (read: tart) Cream Cheese Frosting:

8 oz pkg cream cheese
1/2 c coconut butter, melted
2 c icing sugar
2+ tbsp lemon or lime juice
1/2 tsp vanilla

  • blend all ingredients until smooth
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About Angela

My name is Angela. I am a 28 year old psych and criminology graduate, but I'd rather not diagnose you. I am a cuddle-slut. I can recite the entire script of The Princess Bride, (including accents) and believe that the meaning of life is contained within. Polyanna, Snap.com commercials, and Oprah 'reunion shows' make me cry. I can whistle and hum at the same time, but I cannot touch my toes. I am an expert in both listening and talking. I look good in orange. I am a writer. I kick ass in Gin, Hearts, and Cribbage but I don't understand Canasta or Bridge. I can be heard singing Broadway numbers from my shower, and have dressed up as a viking princess, (complete with aluminum foil breast plate) The Phantom of the Opera, and a Ghostbuster for Hallowe'en. I have a bird named Bean. I have a brother named Adam. They are not related. I like vanilla body lotion, peanut butter, saunas, Jim Carrey, broccoli, pets, TheOnion.com, Muppets, Kevin Smith, Corelle dishes, dry erase white-boards, Barenaked Ladies, Philosophy, the letter J, Harry Potter, picture frames, swimming, quilting, Michael Moore, genealogy, Raggedy Anne, tacky 50's tchotchke, 'Idiot's Complete Guide To' books, tweezers, feather pillows, polar dips, aquariums, Martin Luther King Jr., and Dr. Pepper. I don't like meat, gossips, cooked carrots, American Idol, mosquitoes, sweating, politics, public washrooms, tardiness, tuition, hunting, pat answers, pick up lines, brown bananas, cliches, pine scented air freshener, Kevin Costner, bacon, candied apples, pro-wrestling, humidity, and hypocrisy. Books I've read recently The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy, The Dark Tower, When Nietzsche Wept, What's So Amazing About Grace?, Catcher in the Rye, Not Wanted On the Voyage, The Red Tent, The Little Prince, The Way the Crow Flies, Slaughterhouse-Five, The Poisonwood Bible, The Fall, The Knot of Vipers, Calculating God, The Chrysalids, Sick Puppy, Nineteen Eighty-Four, Franny and Zooey, The Brothers Karamazov, and jPod. I am slightly neurotic. No I'm not. Yes I am.

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