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world war 1 cake

(2 ratings)
Recipe by
Bonnie Beck
Route 66, AZ

I have include a personal note from my Mother with the recipe. This recipe has been around for more then a 100 years now. My mother was born in 1910. Her memory was from 1916.

(2 ratings)
yield serving(s)
prep time 30 Min
cook time 45 Min
method Bake

Ingredients For world war 1 cake

  • 2 c
  • 1 c
    brown sugar
  • 1 tsp
  • 1/4 tsp
  • 1 Tbsp
    shortening, lard or butter (my grandma used butter)
  • 1 c
  • 2 c
  • 1 tsp
    baking soda (dissolved in a tablespoon of hot water)
  • 1 tsp
    baking powder

How To Make world war 1 cake

  • 1
    A note from my mother, she sent to the newspaper. "In a long forgotten era, when I was 6 years old, first-grader at the Alexander Hamilton school in Chicago, wearing long brown stockings- (atop of the long underwear) - beginning each mroning with the "Pledge of Alliegiance" and "The Star Spangled Banner" - adhering to the phrase (thank God) of "Children should be seen and not heard" -the days of a fun evening was sitting around the big oak dining room under what is now called a Tiffany lamp with all of the family cracking and eating walnuts while the soft snow fell noiselessly to the ground..and my Mother knitted socks "for the boys in the trenches..we ate my mother's luscious "War Cake"..and here is that cake recipe."
  • 2
    Boil the brown sugar with the raisins, cinnamon, ground cloves, butter and water for 3 mintues and cool.
  • 3
    When mixture is cool add the flour, baking powder and the baking soda with the water. Mix well and bake in a greased loaf pan. 325* or 350* until sides come away from pan slightly. Prick with a toothpick for doneness. Now we all know folks use to use a piece of broom straw to do this with. Well maybe your not that old..but I remember my Grandma and Mom doing this.
  • 4
    Thank God times have changed to a point..were Children are not only heard, but they are seen. Things changed with my Grandmother and my Mom when my kids where born. There were times when I was kid, it would have been easier to have been brought up by Carmelite Nuns in a Monastery. It really was a Tiffany lamp. A gift from my Grandfather to the woman he loved for 56 years. The receipt was found after my grandfather had passed away.