A Good Wife Afterall

Anyone who really knows me knows that I don't bake. I don't cook. I am not a very good at those woman things. I mean, every now and then I do and of course I'm a great helper. But I am NOT one of those bake every Sunday and bring it to the neighbors - or in past roommates cases, bring the boys to the yard, ahem, kitchen.

I fear I doomed myself to being a terrible wife/mother/homemaker.

Well I do like cookies. So 4 weeks ago I told the kids were were going to make American cookies. It was a success! They loved them. Since then we have made Texas Sheet cake and no-bake cookies. For the most part, they have turned out delicious. Muy muy dulce, but delicious. Well it was Amuma's (grandma)'s birthday yesterday and the kids wanted to make something for her.

"Strawberry cake!" yells Jon. Followed by happy words of approval from everyone else.

Whaaa?

I don't know how to do that.

Well I can't disappoint. For all the these people I'm a wonderful baking homemaker. So I look up a few recipes online, see which one has Spain-friendly ingredients(harder then you think), and get everything together.

830pm, they are finally ready to make it. (Por fin). We begin. It is going wonderfully! Not only do things seem to be mixing well but everyone is happy and helpful. I think it has something to do with the pink color.

My little helpers

Yes M, you're right, this accomplishment is DEFINITELY something to celebrate.

 

And the final product, well, the morning after. It's supposed to be all pretty and have frosting on it, and I was going to make it, but people here don't use frosting...they like it better without. 

Meh, whatever makes them happy!

Success! 4 desserts from scratch in 4 weeks? You can't know how surprised and proud I am of myself.

Well look at that, I may be a good wife after all.