Maybe I should have made angel food cake, but I don’t really like it so pound cake it is. Don’t look for a recipe here; pound cake is one of those things that doesn’t need to be reinvented. A pound each flour, butter, sugar and eggs plus a little salt and vanilla (lemon extract if you want to add it). That makes 2 large loaves or 6 mini’s. This was my first time using paper pans too which makes them easy to gift. That brings me back to the title.
Angus is a pretty special boy. His mother was feral in an industrial park and she lost 4 of 7 kittens to opossums when they were about 7 days old. Angus’ first angel rescued him and the 2 other survivors, took mom to a no-kill shelter for medical treatment (she was attempting to fight off the beasties) and bottle raised the remaining 3 kittens.
On Sunday night Angus didn’t come in no matter where I walked around the courtyard and called or rattled the dry food for him to hear. Monday morning, still no Angus. I left for work and text-messaged a few neighbors to keep an eye out. Well, they did more than that. I came home to find them still out searching (they had been out looking on and off all day). Even the courtyard cats – Angus’ best friend Pico, Mars pacing the rooftops, Leo and Zed tagging along and 3-legged Bebop who cries at my door when Angus can’t come out to play – were at it all day. Angus finally responded to my voice and once we got him coaxed over the fence and in the house we sat around him in a circle toasting him. Hope he doesn’t get too used to the idea of being the center of the party…
These lovely cakes are to thank everyone for their dedication yesterday. I love this place I live and wouldn’t trade it for the world.