Today was Super Bowl Sunday and I had a good visit from my dad and brother before the game. Before they arrived, I had been preparing to make a prison cake for the game. I left the crushing of the ingredients to a friend and left for visit. When I got back, everything was laid out on the table, waiting for me to work my magic. I had thirty minuted before kickoff.I didn't really care about the game. I've always enjoyed the Super Bowl more for the commercials that anything else. I was pulling for the Cardinals to win their first Super Bowl ever. Unfortunately, we don't have sound on any of our local channels, so the commercials and color commentary were out. We needed the cake to make it worth watching.
The cake was made from Ramen noodles (without seasoning) and oatmeal pies. I put just enough water in the noodles and pies to make them puff up and stick together. I made two layers which were both topped with crushed Oreo-like cookies, M&M's and Chick-O-Sticks and stacked one on top of the other. The cake was what made the game worthwhile, espeically since the Cardinals lost.
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After a few visits to county jail, my son became very creative with Ramen noodles. They had a regular Friday night muligan stew with them, and whatever everyone had left from commisary. I've never cared for Ramen noodles, and the descriptions of some of their "stews" sounded awful !!!
Funny! Yes, we are also amazed (and grossed out?) by some of the recipes that our son tells us about. Is it true that necessity is the mother of invention?
More poignantly, we really missed him at our family Valentine's Dinner this last Saturday; we served some of his favorite foods and commented during the meal how wonderful it would be for him to be with us and share in God's goodness and creativity (who ever thought that tuna steaks could taste so heavenly?!!)
In my mind I plan all the ways that we will "spoil" him when he is released from this travesty of justice.
“Justice denied anywhere diminishes justice everywhere.” - MArtin Luther King, Jr.
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