Marion loves ice pops. At any given time, the lower shelf of my house freezer could be filled with all types and brands of ice pops. I kid you not! I, on the other hand, am not as fond of popsicles. Not because they take up so much space in the freezer, on the contrary, I have plenty of room in the freezer in the garage. Or do I? Not really.
Marion is a shopper. Let her loose in the grocery store and you just never know what you might be taking home. When I tell you I have twelve bags of some sort of frozen green beans in the garage freezer, please believe me, as I really do. Fact is, I rarely eat fresh green beans. Frozen green beans are totally out of the question for me! Marion "likes" green beans but whenever I ask her if she wants green beans for dinner, she replies as she shakes her hand at me, "no, no, I'm not in the mood" end of conversation. I won't tell you about all of Marion's food shopping antics. Suffice to say, they know her by name at Weis, (our local supermarket) she has a Weis preferred platinum discount card and someone always helps us unload the groceries into the car much to Marion's chagrin. After all, she is 93 years young:)
There is a more positive note to my overstocked pantry and freezers, I give a lot of food away! Yes, rather than "argue" with Marion over the fact that we have nine boxes of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese in the pantry, and I never touch the stuff, nor does Marion on most occasions, I quietly package some items, after checking the dates of course, and send it on its way. Most often it winds up at the neighborhood food panty. Sometimes I bring a few boxes of snacks and goodies to Katie's kids but since Katie will be moving soon, I'm thinking the food pantry will be getting more goodies. Thankfully, they have a huge freezer:) Between you and me, I think Marion has a sneaky suspicion that I send the food off:) That doesn't stop her from buying though. As a matter of fact, when the local post office has its yearly food drive, Marion increases her "pork and beans" buying power. "You can feed a lot of people with "pork and beans" she says. A leftover from the depression I'm thinking:)
Marion loves her goodies too. Rarely, if ever, are we out of cookies, chips, snacks or any other kind of food nutritionally void of any goodness. "You only live once" Marion says. Ice cream and ice cream novelties are her downfall. Just the other day, I was sitting right where I am now and I heard this stinging shrieking sound. When I turned to see where the ungodly noise was coming from, I spied Marion pushing an old beat up metal laundry cart that she had dug out of her closet for just the occasion.
"I'm parched" she snapped. I was a bit taken back as Marion never "snaps." Little did I know at the time, because Marion also never complains about what ails her, that Marion was having a bad gout day. The humidity was unbearable and Marion was feeling the wear for it.
"I would have brought you a drink Marion," I said.
"No, no, she replied. "Better I get up and walk around."
"I'll have a popsicle" she gleed, "It will make me feel better." "The next time we go shopping" she continued, "we'll get us some Creamsicles."
As soon as the word Creamsicles slid off her lips, long lost memories surfaced. I remember them as Dreamsicles, a popsicle filled with vanilla ice cream on the inside and covered with orange ice on the outside. Again, not a favorite of mine. I don't LOVE vanilla ice cream:) However, my mother and sister loved them! During the summer they both would head outside, Creamsicles in hand, and race to see who could eat them the fastest. The ice would be dripping all over the driveway and then the bees would come. That's what I remember!
I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised that Marion knew about Creamsicles, after all, they've been around even longer than her. Marion really is a kid at heart:)
Popsicles, including creamsicles, dreamsicles and fudgsicles, were all the brain storm of a person by the name of Frank W. Epperson. As the story goes, and here I'm quoting from an obit printed in the New York Times October 27, 1983, he was eleven years old when he "invented" the popsicle by accident.
Frank W. Epperson, who invented the Popsicle on an extraordinarily cold night in San Francisco in 1905, died last week. He was 89 years old. At the age of 11 he earned himself a niche in American folklore by putting a mixing stick in a glass filled with soda- water powder and water and leaving it on his back porch overnight. He found it frozen the next morning.
In 1922, after Mr. Epperson established himself in the real estate trade, he introduced the Popsicle at a fireman's ball. It was a sensation, and by 1924, he had patented ''a handled, frozen confection or ice lollipop.''
He called it an ''Epsicle.'' He and his partners set up a royalty arrangement with the Popsicle Corporation, but Mr. Epperson sold his patent to Popsicle after 1929. ''I was flat and had to liquidate all my assets,'' he recalled years later. ''I haven't been the same since.''
Another scar from the depression? Perhaps, perhaps not. Paul Dickson from The Great American Ice Cream Book ©1973.
...The third member of the great novelty triumvirate of the 1920s was born on a cold eureka-shouting morning in New Jersey in 1923. The inventor Frank Epperson, who made lemonade from a specially prepared powder that he sold at an Oakland California amusement park. While visiting friends in New Jersey, he prepared a batch of special lemonade and inadvertently left a glass of it on a windowsill with a spoon in it. The temperature went down below zero during the night and in the morning Epperson saw the glass. He picked it up by the spoon handle and ran hot water over the glass freeing the frozen mass. In his hand was the first Epsicle, later to be know as the Popsicle. Epperson saw immediately the potential of what he held in his hand and applied for a patent, which he was granted in 1924. He was fortunate, because research conducted by The Ice Cream Review in 1925 revealed that a major ice cream company was experimenting with "frozen suckers" at the time of the windowsill incident, and as far back as 1872 two men doing business as Ross and Robbins sold a frozen fruit confection on a stick, which they called the Hokey-Pokey.
As you can see, there is a bit of a discrepancy when it comes to most data available on the invention of the Popsicle. I bring this to your attention for a reason. Today has been proclaimed National Creamsicle Day for no apparent reason. Which, btw, is fine by me. But, wouldn't it have been more sensible to celebrate frozen ice on a stick on the actual day it was patented, which would be August 19th? You really can learn a lot about what was going through the inventor's mind if you read the patent information.
I guess popsicles fall into the same celebratory confusion as waffles. We'll be celebrating Waffle Day on August 24th which is the anniversary of the invention of the first waffle iron. However, we also celebrate International Waffle Day in March and International Chicken and Waffle Day in October; which reminds me, I better add a Waffle Pinterest board, lol...
Due to the fact that Marion and I still have freezers full of ice pops, I neglected to inform Marion that today is the day the internet is celebrating the Creamsicle. (I know bad, bad, girl:) My "punishment" for such neglect, bake a cake. Oh no, not any ol' cake, an Orange Dreamsicle Cake was needed. Easier said than done I'm, afraid. I just couldn't find the precise cake that fit my criteria; simple, creamy citrus tang and "purty" too:) I also wanted pretty basic ingredients. I saw quite a few "creamsicle" cakes online that required the addition of orange gelatin. "No, no, I'm not in the mood", lol...After much cookbook thumbing, because I also wanted to send this post over to Joyce's Cook Your Books, I decided on The Cake Doctor to remedy the situation.
adapted from The Cake Doctor by Anne Byrn ©2003
What a gorgeous cake! It truly bakes like a dream and looks stunning on the serving platter glazed with simple sugar and orange juice mixture. this is a classic recipe, made with salad dressing (the mayonnaise type) and whipped topping mix, which is found next to the gelatins in the supermarket. Take a bite, savor the tang of the orange zest, and you'll imagine you're eating one of those creamy ice-coated ice cream pops!
1 package (18.25 ounces) plain yellow cake mix
3/4 cup Miracle whip salad dressing
1 package (1.3 ounces) whipped topping mix
3/4 cup fresh orange juice (from 2 medium oranges)
3 large eggs
2 tbs. freshly grated orange zest
1½ cups confectioners' sugar
2 tbs. fresh orange juice
Creamy Orange Glaze
2 tbs. cream
3/4 cup sifted powdered sugar
1 tbs. grated orange zest
1. Place a rack in the center of the oven and preheat the oven to 350°F. Lightly spray a 10-inch tube pan with vegetable oil spray, then dust with flour. shake out the excess flour. Set the pan aside.
2. Place the cake mix, salad dressing, whipped topping, mix, orange juice, eggs and orange zest in a large mixing bowl. Blend with an electric mixer on low speed for 1 minute. Stop the machine and scrape down the sides of the bowl with the rubber spatula. Increase the mixer speed to medium and beat 2 minutes more., scraping the sides down again, if needed. The batter should look well blended and thick. Pour the batter into the prepared pan, smoothing it out with the rubber spatula. Place the pan in the oven.
3. Bake the cake until it springs back when lightly pressed with your finger and just starts to pull away from the sides of the pan, 40-45 minutes. Remove the pan from the oven and place it on a wire rack to cool for 15 minutes. Run a long sharp knife around the edge of the cake. Invert it onto a rack, and invert again onto another rack so that it is right side up. Allow the cake to cool completely. 30 minutes more.
4. Meanwhile, prepare the glaze. Place the confectioners' sugar and orange juice in a small bowl and mix with a spoon until smooth.
5. Place the cake on a serving platter. Spoon the glaze over the top of the cooled cake and let it drizzle into the center and down the sides. Let rest for 20 minutes for the glaze to set, then slice and serve.
Author Note: Store this cake covered in plastic wrap or waxed paper at room temperature for up to 1 week. Or freeze it, wrapped in aluminum foil, for up to 6 months. Thaw the cake overnight on the counter before serving.
I followed the recipe exactly until it came time to make the glaze. For the glaze, I chose to use a mixture of cream and orange juice. I omitted the grated orange zest because I forgot to save some zest. Had I planned ahead, I would of liked to try my hand at candied orange peels.
Marion LOVED the cake. She gave it a thumbs up as you can see above:) I, on the other hand, did not love the cake. It was too "zesty" for me and lacking in the freshness of citrus that I was craving. Chances are I won't be baking this cake again if for no other reason, there are so many cakes yet to be attempted:)
I'm sharing this recipe at Joyce's Cook-Your-Books. Although I'm more than fussy when a cake doesn't include chocolate in some way, shape or form, others may appreciate the spiciness of the orange zest and the tangy sweetness of the glaze. I was hesitant about the Miracle Whip. To my delight, there was no after taste in the dessert. However, I'm sure an equal amount of heart healthy oil would work. Personally, I probably would substitute applesauce. (apple sauce works great as an oil substitute in most cake mixes) I would definitely go with the Creamy Orange Glaze, and the addition of candied orange peel. As for the "dreaminess," I have a feeling this "classic" cake may be so named because during its "heyday" Dreamwhip was quite popular and many of the recipes it was added to were transformed from plain ol' Jane to "dreamy" plain ol' Jane. Companies have a way of promoting such things:) Enjoy Creamsicle Day! Louise