Darn You Rubber Spatula!!

I remember when I was little and my mom or grandma would make a cake. Us three kids would circle and each would get a fabulous treat. Two got a beater each and the lucky one got to lick the bowl. YUM! Not long after this little tradition began, our poor little family finally got a rubber spatula. We HATED that thing! It could clean the bowl so well that there was literally nothing left to lick! Because it would leave one child out, my mom didn’t always clean the bowl as well as she could–or she would let the lone child without a beater lick the spatula. Good as it was, it was never the same!!

Tonight is a family party, and in case you haven’t noticed yet–if I’m going some where and I’m expected to bring a dessert—you get CAKE!  But being married to a Chef I’ve been filled in on all of the health risks associated with letting my kids lick the beaters, raw eggs and all. But today I thought, “What the heck!” It’s a fun childhood memory of mine, and I want them to have that too. And today, even I brought out the dreaded (but most helpful) rubber spatula—and since each of my little ones got the beaters…I got to lick the spatula clean!