It’s more than a cake, really.
I got the recipe from my friend, Jody, at Quotidian Grace. And as I said I planned to do in the comments on her blog almost two years ago, I did make one to take to a Stewardship Dinner the following weekend. But the meaning changed when I read about St. Casserole’s preparations for Hurricane Dennis. As she waited to see if the storm would really hit, I (and others) prayed for her in our far-flung churches, even though we didn’t know her real name. Cassie and her family, I said to my congregation, we must pray for them today as they await the arrival of a hurricane. I felt a kinship, a sisterhood, I could not quite explain. That storm, though it would be nothing compared to the rage of Hurricane Katrina later in the summer, represents the first time I felt a deep, deep concern over a blogging friend, a person who existed for me only on the Internet, under an assumed name, in a general region of the United States.
Ten days later, St. Casserole asked a significant question, and suddenly a loosely connected group of bloggers coalesced and became RevGalBlogPals.
When The Princess asked for a Texas Sheet Cake for this birthday, I obliged happily.