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Three years ago, I made a pumpkin cake to bring as part of the potluck post-game meal that parents brought for my daughter's soccer team. Even though I told everyone how easy it was to make and I shared the recipe with several people, this cake became my signature dish. When we were expecting a big crowd, I even doubled the recipe and brought two cakes. Those were the only times there was ever any left over.
The team would have had their opening game this week. Julia only decided she would return to campus a couple of days ago, and she left Sunday morning.
"Do you want to bring a pumpkin cake?" I asked, not sure of what I wanted the answer to be.
As with many of her decisions, Julia didn't answer right away, and I wasn't sure whether to make one or not. But before dinner, she made a grocery run and returned with cream cheese.
When Julia left, her car was bursting and a pumpkin cake was balanced on the passenger seat. She will share it with her four housemates, and maybe she will leave some additional pieces on her front porch for other players to grab and go.
#2020 is rough.
