Licking Cake Batter

Yes!!!!! We got to lick the beaters or spoon with some frosting or the bowl.
Only the frosting, not the cake batter.

I still like the frosting off the beaters. :D
 

My mother never baked cakes, pies or cookies.

Once, she made peanut butter cookies with me to show me how.

Other than some banana nut breads, nada.

So, I spent my allowance on Hershey Bars, Hostess Cupcakes, Devil Dogs, Juicy Fruits; all of it!
My mom made everything at home. I was in my mid 20s before she bought a frozen pizza for my brothers. Snacks were fruit and desert was only after dinner, so I bought my share of candy bars too.
 
My mom made plenty of cakes, there were 6 kids and cakes for all birthdays when we were young. She introduced me to the "spatula" with cake batter on it and was it ever good!
 
Yup!

All of our treats came out of an old yellow pyrex mixing bowl similar to this one.

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Mom always called me in to the kitchen to lick the bowl and spatula. I can still taste it. On pies she made "spinwheels" with the leftover pie dough. She would flatten the dough with a roller, cut long strips then sprinkle brown sugar & cinnamon on them then toll them up and bake them until they were crispy. Her pies were fantastic.
 
I have a nested set of those Pyrex bowls, inherited, of course.

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No surprise there. 😆
I really like those type of bowls.

When I was in kindergarten and grade one, my mom was home full time and she sometimes made cakes and let me lick the spoons. It’s a fond memory.

Christmas cake I passed on though since I’m not fond of currents or fruit cakes in general. 🥴
 
Yep, I sure did but wouldn’t now because of the raw egg.

In fact, since I’m Hungarian..my mother did things how she learned them in Hungary and I think I even did this with my daughter...

One of the first foods that babies were given was a raw egg yolk mixed with sugar.

My daughter is still alive!
 
Mom always called me in to the kitchen to lick the bowl and spatula. I can still taste it. On pies she made "spinwheels" with the leftover pie dough. She would flatten the dough with a roller, cut long strips then sprinkle brown sugar & cinnamon on them then toll them up and bake them until they were crispy. Her pies were fantastic.

My mother made those for us too we called them Nun's Farts the French call them Pets-de-Nonne, sounds classier but the taste is the same. :)
 
I still lick the spatula! Actually, I think I recall dipping a BIG spoon full out and eating it...so the cake layers were a little small....LOL!
 
I used to love to eat the batter and frosting from the spoon. My mother was known for her cakes and often got requests from church members to make cakes. Her specialty was coconut cake...made from scratch, including grating the coconut herself. But my favorites were her yellow cake with chocolate icing and orange cake with orange icing. Again..all made from scratch.
 
My mom made cakes when I was a kid but I never did like the batter. I don't like cookie dough either. The frosting was another story. She would use the old type egg beater with the crank handle on certain types of frosting and I remember getting my tongue twisted up in the metal beater licking it clean.
 


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