Oreos N Cream Cake

Awhile back, I made the oreo chocolate chip cookies from Donna's site, My Tasty Treasures. Those cookies were absolutely delicious and we gobbled them up right away. My husband took some to work and everyone loved them. My mom took hers to work and had to share with everyone. Now it's 1 month later and imagine my surprise to find almost an entire package of oreos leftover in my pantry!! That never happens. I hid them so well..... I even hid them from myself : ) I wanted to make something else with them and I remembered that Donna had also made and posted this oreos n cream cake. Here is link for Donna's post on oreos n cream cake. If you are not familiar with Donna's blog, My Tasty Treasures, then you should head over there right now!! Donna has so many great recipes and she serves them up in a naughty, fun, adventurous way that will make you laugh!!

This cake was a huge hit. The whole family was on standby waiting for it to be finished. My daughter kept coming in from her friend's house to check and see if it was finished. The cake consists of two 9" chocolate cakes that are cut in half horizontally. There is a cream cheese filling that is spread between the layers. When the cake is assembled, it is covered in sweetened whipped cream, coated in oreo cookie crumbs and decorated with oreo cookies. (Donna's post shows the recipe step by step) The cake is suppose to sit in the refrigerator for 20 minutes before slicing and serving. I don't think we waited the full 20 minutes: ) It was really delicious!! My husband said it was something that could be served in a restaurant. We all went on and on praising the cake. It was the perfect indulgence for my super sweet tooth that I've been having. I will say that the cake is even better the next day after sitting in the refrigerator overnight. The presentation is also better the next day. You can get a very clean nice slice.

If you love all things chocolate you should make this cake!! It was really impressive and the whole family enjoyed it. The recipe can be found on Donna's post, link posted above. Thank you Donna for sharing the recipe!!

On another note, I haven't been doing a lot of cooking or baking lately. Last fall I got a job at LUSH Fresh Handmade Cosmetics. I worked there at Christmas and just started back up last week. If you are not familiar with them, you should check out this site. All of the products are natural, great for the environment and handmade in Canada. There are so many great products, such as solid shampoo bars, bath bombs, bubble bars, shower jellies, massage bars, handmade soaps and face masks. In fact, I will be having a giveaway coming up soon!!

I have also spent a lot of time glued to my TV set watching all the specials on Michael Jackson. I realize there are many people who are tired of hearing about him and I can understand that. However, I'm not one of those people. Michael reminds me of so many great memories, but mostly of my childhood.

In 1982, for Christmas, my parents bought me a cassette player and Michael Jackson's Thriller cassette. I opened it up on Christmas Eve and was instantly in love. I played it over and over again. My grandpa and my parents even enjoyed it. Michael was the beginning of my love for music.

Later on that year, the small town newspaper issued a free color poster of Michael Jackson in the newspaper. My girlfriends and I hung our first poster in our bedrooms that year. Thinking of this now makes me realize that Michael really did break the color-barriers in the early 1980's. It certainly wasn't common for 4 little white girls, living in small-town Ohio, to have a poster of a young black man hanging on their wall. But, he was Michael Jackson, and everyone loved him. We kissed his poster every night before we went to bed.

Michael Jackson was really starting to catch on that year. My third grade class had an entire day devoted to Michael. We got to watch the "Making of the Thriller video" and then we watched the actual video over and over again. Everyone spent the day doing the moonwalk and trying to dance like Michael. In fact, we still laugh about our art teacher trying to do the moonwalk. That year in school we wore our Thriller shirts, carried our Thriller purses, wore a white glove and tried to dance like Michael.

In 1983, I turned eight years old, and for some reason I will always remember that year. I was turning into a big girl, riding my bike, decorating my own room, listening to my own music, and gaining my independence. Michael Jackson will always be a part of my childhood and I'm thankful for that. It was a privilege to grow up with his music and his legacy. I will remember him through the eyes of a child forever.