Flashback Friday - Beater Lickin' Good

There was a lot of beater licking that went on in our house growing up. With six kids and six birthdays, not to mention the cakes that Mom made in her catering side business, very few weeks went by between beater licking opportunities.

These scrumptious little tongue twisting treats were something worth fighting over as I recall - although photographic evidence shows only the two littlest ones attacking the coveted beaters. Or perhaps it is because they were the beaters for OUR birthdays -mine in the top photo (February) and Rick's in the bottom photo (March).

Bowl scrapings were also appreciated -although Mom wielded a mad spatula and there was rarely anything left.

Frosting was always well sampled for quality control - and there was nothing better than snitching one of Mom's "wilted" frosting roses for a quick treat.

A ready stash of frosting was usually in the freezer, and as much as we tried to cover up the evidence, I am sure Mom knew there were frequent spoon dips into those containers.

Things got even worse when cookies were being made - half of the yield usually got consumed raw - especially when they were Chocolate Chip cookies.

Ah - those were the days -no warnings and worries about raw eggs and illnesses - no concerns about all that sugar- just sitting on the counter, kicking our feet, and trying to figure out how to curl our tongue around that last little drip of YUM.

Nothing beats a beater!