Alrighty. After baking the worst strawberry cake ever for my son’s 21st birthday (read about it HERE , or we can just pretend it never happened…), I’m going back to our old family recipe. Nana’s Strawberry Cake. Straight from her vintage recipe box.
Nana or Momma made this cake for all my birthdays. Served on the dock with a side of old-fashioned, homemade ice cream (hand-cranked with rock salt), this is the stuff of summer. We ate fast before the July sun created strawberry milkshakes. Sticky face? Jump in the lake for easy cleanup.
The cake is moist and luscious as strawberry cake was intended. It’s one of those “cheat” cakes because it starts with a boxed white cake mix and a package of strawberry Jell-o. Ask me if I care.
I’ve learned my lesson.
I would typically frost the entire cake, but since I made this for our neighborhood porch party, I cut the cake into cubes and added a dab of frosting for easy eating.
And to my birthday boy, sorry you missed the real deal.
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