My grandmother always put this frosting on a chocolate cake. My mother is not crazy about chocolate so I made a yellow cake instead.
As you can see I am wearing my new apron, I forwent the black cocktail dress and heels and went for comfort instead, my grandmother would have approved.
This frosting is a bit tricky but I knew I had it right when it smelled like my grandmothers frosting.
Now if I just had my grandmothers oil sludge in a cup and one of her stories I would be truly content.