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White lie cake

This tale sent to me in the fall 0f 2006 as a result of being on a “clergy list” may bot be based on an actial event, but let me tell you, it very well could happen somewhere, sometime!! 🙂

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Li’l White Lie Cake

Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this . . . especially all of the ladies who bake for church events.

Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Baptist Church ladies’ group bake sale in Tuscaloosa, Alabama; but she forgot to do it until the last minute.

She remembered it the morning of the bake sale; and after rummaging through her kitchen cabinets, she found an angel food cake mix and quickly made it while drying her hair, dressing and helping her son, Bryan, pack up for Scout camp.

But when Alice took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flatter
than a pancake, and the cake was horribly disfigured. Actually, it dipped
severely in the center in a lopsided fashion, like a spavined old horse.

She said, “Oh dear, there’s no time to bake another cake.” This cake was so important to Alice because she did sooo want to fit in at her new church, and into her new
community of friends.

So, being inventive, she looked around the house for something to build up the center of the cake. She found a perfect solution in the bathroom — a roll
of toilet paper. She plunked it in and then covered it with icing.

Not only did the finished product look beautiful, it looked perfect!

Before she left the house to drop the cake by the church and head for work, Alice woke her daughter, Amanda, and gave her some money and specific instructions to be at the bake sale the minute it opened at 9:30 and to buy that cake and bring it back home again. That way, no one need be any the wiser; and a minor personal disaster could be avoided.

When the daughter arrived at the sale, she found that the attractive perfect-looking cake had already been sold. So Amanda grabbed her cell phone and called her Mom.

Alice was horrified. She was beside herself. Everyone would know — what
would they think? Oh, my, she wailed! She would be ostracized, talked about, and
ridiculed.

All night long Alice laid awake in bed, thinking about people pointing their fingers at her and talking about her behind her back.

The next day, Alice promised herself that she would try not to think about the cake, and she would attend the fancy luncheon/bridal shower at the home of a friend of a friend and try to have a good time.

Actually, Alice didn’t really want to attend, because the friend-of-a- friend hostess was a snob who more than once had looked down her nose at the fact that Alice was a single parent, and not from any of the founding families of Tuscaloosa. But having already RSVPed, she couldn’t think of a believable excuse
to stay home.

The meal was elegant, the company was definitely upper crust old South, and to Alice’s horror, THE CAKE in question was presented for dessert.

She felt the blood drain from her face when she saw the cake. She started out
of her chair to rush to tell her hostess all about it; but before she could get to her feet, the Mayor’s wife said, “What a beautiful cake!”

Alice, who was still stunned, sat back in her chair when she heard the hostess (who was a prominent church member) say, “Thank you, I baked it myself.”

Alice smiled and thought to herself, “GOD is good!”

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