I don’t know about you, but my wife does all the cooking in our house. I will occasional help out in the kitchen by getting a simple breakfast ready or throwing some sandwiches together for lunch, but all that “real” food is wonderfully prepared by her. She is an excellent cook and loves to bake and, for the most part, enjoys doing it. So, for the most part, I don’t interfere.
One thing I like to do to “bother” my wife (all in fun, trust me) is to request desserts after dinner that I know we don’t have. We rarely have dessert in our house anyway, so after a meal I’ll say, “And now I’d like some ice cream please” knowing full well that there is no ice cream in the house. Lately, I’ve been requesting chocolate cake and each time my wife looks at me and responds, “We don’t have chocolate cake!”
So a couple of days ago my wife had a really long day. She had one appointment after another and I was feeling sorry that she wasn’t getting any time to breathe. I had some plans that evening (while she at another meeting) to hang out with a friend, but plans got cancelled. As I was pondering what to do with my evening, I had a crazy thought: “I’m going to make a chocolate cake!"
Now, I’ve never made a cake in my life. Everything about my experience said I shouldn’t attempt such a feat. But I was thinking about how tired my wife would be when she finally arrived home, and how much she loved chocolate, and about how excited she would be if she came home to chocolate cake made from scratch. So, I looked up a recipe for cake and icing on AllRecipes.com, made a run to the store, got what I needed and got to work.
The recipe said the prep time would be 25 minutes; I think I got the cake into the oven an hour after I started. It also instructed me to do two things I had no idea how to do. The solution? YouTube. The internet leaves us husbands no excuse when it comes to cooking in the kitchen. After I got the cake in the oven, I quickly prepared the frosting, then put the milk in the freezer so that it would be ice cold by the time she got home.
Everything turned out amazing. My wife walked in and was absolutely blown away that I had made a cake, and we enjoyed sitting down with each other and talking about her day. (I also made sure to clean up my mess and straighten the house before she arrived home.) It was a great way to surprise her after a long day, and through that one little surprise we grown closer together.
So when was the last time you baked your wife a chocolate cake? If you haven’t, I would highly recommend it.