When I was four, I was best pals with the Firemen of Canoga Park.
We met up every Sunday. Because Sundays meant Fosters. And Fosters meant donuts. And Donuts meant pink frosting.
Little known fact-Firemen have a tenderness for pink frosting.
My family patroned the same donut shop as Station No. 4. It was the place. And every Sunday, my friends and I would high-five, donuts in hand, while they let me try on their fire hats. I thought I was the coolest.
I realize now, as a 23 year old, that Sundays were not grandiose prearranged play dates but more like a coincidence-esque type situation involving the fact that most people eat donuts on Sundays.
But I say, what a damn fine coincidence! After all, who doesn’t love pink frosting and chocolate cake? Stupid question. That’s like asking, “Who doesn’t like firemen?” Answer: Nobody. That is truth.
This cake is an ode to the Fosters of my childhood. I try not to think about how it’s now probably been turned into a ghetto paradise or burned down. No matter, this frosting is sweet, the memories are sweeter, but the sweetest of all is the magic of cookery.
1 brick cream cheese (softened)
1 stick +2 T. butter (softened)
2 tsp. Beet powder (for color)
1 tsp. vanilla extract/or scrapings of vanilla bean
1 tsp. lemon juice
2 T. milk
4 cups powdered sugar sifted
Whip butter and cream cheese in a kitchen aid until soft. Add vanilla and beet powder and lemon juice. slowly add sugar and milk until desired consistency is reached. Frost cakes, donuts, pancakes, or…you guessed it, a spoon.