I bought the cookbook at an estate sale shortly before Former President Carter announced that he had been diagnosed with brain cancer a few months ago. I was drawn to the book because I have other White House/presidential themed cookbooks. As a Georgia native, how could I resist?
I had a terrible time deciding between Little House on the Prairie at 8pm on Mondays, The Waltons at 8pm on Thursdays and Wonder Woman, starring Lynda Carter, at 8pm on Saturdays. I had the daunting task of keeping track which show's reruns to watch during holidays and summer break based on which shows I chose to watch during the regular season. I would often get to watch whatever I wanted on TV at Mama Judy's and Papa's house when I spent the weekends there. But, Mama Judy thought that Wonder Woman's costume was a little risqué, so I felt like I couldn't watch Lynda save America there.
This was all taking place during the Energy Crisis and President Carter would preempt broadcast shows for crisis updates and press conferences during the eight o'clock, prime-time hour. It seemed to only happen on Mondays and Thursdays; the specific days that I was looking to get my precious TV allotment. I would protest and complain to my Mom who would simply tell me that I would be able to watch the rerun, and to be quiet so that she could hear what the president was saying.
"Doesn't Jimmy Carter know that I only get to watch TWO HOURS of TV a week??!!"
I suppose that my mom got tired of listening to my protestations and told me that if I thought President Carter shouldn't broadcast during my prime-time shows, I should write a letter to the White House. I did. I cannot remember exactly what I said in the letter, but I received a form-letter response from the White House Correspondence Office a few weeks later.
Fifteen years after that, I applied to work for the US Secret Service and I remembered my complaint letter to the president. The background investigation process sent Special Agents to talk to neighbors we had when I was three years old, former teachers, and employers. It wasn't far-fetched to believe that they would also search some sort of White House database of letter-writers, too. I was certain that sitting across from three senior agents for my hours-long panel interview, I would be asked about my complaint letter. Worse yet, what if it would come up during the polygraph exam? I worried about anything and everything. The entire hiring process took two years and nine months from the time I applied until the job offer came (during which there was a government hiring freeze, most applications are processed in a year). I was never asked about my TV letter once. After being hired, I found out that the USSS only cares about letters that contain threats.
Peanut butter paperweight |
The icing has a creamy, smooth consistency and looks alarmingly like some of my caramel icing fiascos - although here, the lumps are peanuts. The cake is very soft and tender, but the icing is the very best part. When I make this cake again, I will make it in 9" layers to make it less imposing and easier to store. It might make fun cupcakes, too.
I have now acquired the Wonder Woman episodes on DVD, and I have some catching-up to do.
So, please excuse me... Don't make me write a letter!
Next Saturday: Granna's Nut Cake