Granny Pam

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Nice, Revisited

I know you remember the (what-a-nice) dish post of a while back.  I was confronted with a similar situation a couple of days ago.  You remember my flu, right?  I didn’t feel too good Sunday evening, so I asked Papa to go to the store and get cake and topping for our strawberries.  He did.  The cake came in a nice dish.  I ran a knife around the outside of the pan and deposited the cake on a plate, and went on with dinner.

I was doing the dishes, and I said, “I wonder if I could bake in this?”   Actually, I know I could have, I have some “disposable” pans downstairs that are plastic, but withstand the heat of the over.  I often bake cakes in them, and take them to places that need cakes.  I don’t worry if I have to leave early, but they always return, since they are so nice.

Papa said, “What-a-nice-dish?”  And he and D3 giggled and high-fived.  I washed the darn thing out and put it in the place I put things that are to be recycled.  And frowned at them, a little.

I want you to know that it was hard to get rid of that cake pan, but it went out with the recycling on Tuesday, but not before I took a picture to remember it by.


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Granny lives in the suburbs of Detroit, Michigan. I like genealogical research, gardening, cool weather, spending time with my family, and bluegrass music.

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