Here’s the backstory about the cake I baked for our
July birthday girls, Terry Dana Danhoff and Teri Felts.
As the holidays were approaching, my father-in-law,
Wilson would ask Mike and me, “What would you like for Christmas?. In unison, we would say pound cake!
Wilson made a southern pound cake that was perfect by
itself. With the addition of vanilla ice
cream, fresh strawberries or peaches, it was heaven on earth.
The pound cake would arrive via the US mail in vintage tins or
cake takers, sometimes a bit crumbled but always appreciated. Whether we were in Hawaii or Nevada, we so
looked forward to getting the cake in the mail.
Wilson is gone now but his recipe is very special. Making it reminds me
of him and the pride he took in baking the cake for the people he loved.
His employees called him Mr. Wilson when he worked at Lance in Charlotte, N.C. as the cafeteria manager for many years. In his memory and honor, I call the recipe Mr. Wilson’s
Pound Cake.
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