…as a child, and even now, was ”licking the bowl” whenever my mum baked. Cake batter, brownie batter, even home-made whipped cream. You name it I was head first in the bowl, licking away. I can hear you all from here, RAW EGGS, oh my gosh! But you know what, nothing, to this day, has ever happened (not even a slight tummy ache) and I’ve loved every minute of it. Thank God my sister was never interested so I had bowl after bowl all to myself. I would walk around the house with it, savoring every finger-ful of yummy, sticky sweetness.
Well I thought it was time to pass along the fun. And what fun was had…
Home made whipped cream anyone? I don’t know what I want more, her or the bowl…equally yummy!!
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Raw eggs be darned! Bowls must be licked. Although in my meticulous family the spatula was always wielded so thoroughly that there wasn’t a lot left. My husband now complains that it isn’t worth his while to lick the bowl because I’m too thorough.
Love the sweet pair of BSJs. Will your mom come to my house and sew buttons on the THREE baby sweaters that need them?
*Waves hand* bowl lickers over here too! LOL!
As you know, in the Bajan household there’s always “pudding” (Bajan cake), sweetbreads (actual bread not the meats) and chocolate cake being baked nearly every week and my kids fight over the bowl. What I do is to scrape some on the spatula and leave some in the bowl and give one the spatula and the other the bowl. But I think there’s something about the bowl itself that they love licking from LOL! Mind you, they only get this “treat” if daddy isn’t around because I tell you, he’s the biggest kid of all and MUST get the bowl to lick for himself! LOLOL!
I’ve licked bowls (and spoons and spatulas and those mixer attachment thingamajiggys) all my life and have never gotten sick either. I’m so glad you’re passing on your love of batter licking to your little one. She is TOO cute – how can you even stand it!! BTW I remember one visit you had to VA when I was making pumpkin spice bread and I unknowlingly rinsed the bowl and spatula before you could get to it. You were horrified that I could do such a thing and I felt SO bad. Didn’t we make extra batter JUST so you could lick the bowl??
Oh my, Kira is soooo big! And the hair is outrageous. She is beautiful!
My Mom is an amazing cook and my brother, sister, and I had to share the bowl, scraper, and beaters whenever she made something.
Speaking of raw eggs, my Mom (as a kid) would visit her grandmother in rural Germany and was made to drink a glass of goat’s milk with a raw egg in it every morning. That never killed her. Neither did the hand knitted wool underwear she had to wear in the winter. That doesn’t sound so bad until you take into account how rough the wool yarn was in post WWII Germany. She fully admits to taking off her underwear once she was out of sigh of the house and putting them in her book bag.
How’s that for LOL!