Red Velvet and Divinity

I am on a roll, baby! Saturday I got a nice long nap and managed to bake my Red Velvet Cake. This was the first time Mr. PurlQueen tasted my Red Velvet Cake, which I haven't bake in longer than I can remember. He really doesn't like cake (he's a pie guy), so I wasn't expecting him to like it. Surprise! He loved the cake, just not the frosting. It was my traditional boiled milk frosting, a Southern tradition, made with Crisco as the shortening. As a Northerner, I don't think he ever even heard of Crisco. So after the first test pieces, I refrigerated the cake and went to bed for the evening.

But I was up at the crack of dawn on Sunday, scraping pounds of frosting, walnuts & coconut off the cake and experimenting with the frosting. I was surprised when I was able to make a boiled milk frosting with butter. Mr. PQ had a giant slice yesterday afternoon and proclaimed the cake perfect. Yes!

So this morning I threw out 2/3 of a perfect Red Velvet Cake as my husband has long days all this week and won't be home for dinner and I know myself too well to leave a big cake around the house. So I felt quite virtuous tossing out the cake.

And while feeling virtuous. I decided to make divinity. It turned out perfectly, and is now drying on my kitchen counter awaiting it's melted caramel and chopped pecan layers. I have got to get some of my friends to come eat this stuff or I won't be able to fit in my jeans soon. Any volunteers?