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The Classic Cake Everyone Fell For
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"My cake!"
Now, a Victoria sandwich with buttercream icing is a forgiving kind of cake. So we pieced Cora's confection together, hastily icing over the cracks and muddy smears. Then we plonked it on the judging stand before beating a swift retreat.
Forget the fete. Off we went to spend the afternoon at a farm.
We did venture back later in the day, when the rain and tears had stopped.
There was Tim's cake, proudly bearing the third-place ribbon in the Men's Division, among a distinguished dozen or so Victoria sandwich cakes.
And there was our local celebrity, Katie Stewart, just wrapping up the judging of the Ladies' Division, where the entry pool had been limited -- perhaps by the weather, perhaps by the demand for culinary originality or by the awe the judge inspired.
She was taking a bite from the winning entry, savoring its unusual texture, commenting on its artful presentation and -- could it be? -- pulling a telltale blade of grass from between her teeth.
Frances Stead Sellers is the editor of the Health section.



