Sjokolade-oilie-koek. In Afrikaans it rolls off the tongue, in any language it slips happily into your belly.
The recipe is written in pencil, on an old discoloured page, in her distinctive hand.
The sugar came from a massive vat of it we discovered in her cupboard when we were packing up her flat. 'How long do you think this has been here?' I asked him, and when we got home we found slip of paper buried in the white crystals 04.01.2018. Why would she have dated it we wondered?
The vanilla also from her tiny pantry, a mere fraction of the kind of supply cupboard she would've kept for most of her life.
The cake tins, well-scrubbed, a bit battered, tins which must've baked 1000 cakes. No, really.
I messaged him while baking it.
Cherries? Caramel filling? Instant coffee in the icing?
I wanted to make it just right. After all these years there are still things I don't know about him.
His response: No chuckles, no sprinkles, no dips, no cherries, no candles. No coffee, no caramel. Just icing. Maybe the thinnest smear of apricot jam. Maybe some choc shavings.
I hope when he bit into it he thought of her. I hope I made it right but not so right that he wouldn't feel nostalgic for hers. I hope that I did it justice, but I'm sure he felt that missing ingredient.
But we are struggling along together, which is the important thing, we are being gentle and kind and helping each other out where we can.
And today we ate cake, and climbed a mountain, and celebrated life. Because we have it, and it's beautiful, even when it's hard.
And there's also gin!
2 comments:
Hi Molly,
I'm one of those lurkers. I started reading your blog ages ago because of Julochka, but I feel like I know you and your family through your wonderful writing/story telling. My heart goes out to you. I've experienced a lot of times in my life that have been not-so-great also. It's all a process and it is never ending. You and your family seem to handle it better than most and believe me, sticking together is the most important thing - I'm older than you, so believe me. I have lived in Southern California all my life - born and raised - and while there are differences, it amazes and delights me that across the world things are so familiar. Take care! SoCal Girl
Anonymous, hi. Thank you so much for this lovely comment. Something glitched and I've only just discovered a whole bunch of unpublished comments! I really appreciate your coming out of lurking to say such nice things.
I think Cape Town and SoCal have a lot in common too!
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