homework of the devil

Monday morning, there's Lila, in her second day as a squeeky clean-just out of the box freshman @ Boulder High School (with 2000 other attendies) and her science teacher mentions how much he really likes "chocolate devil's food cake", obviously dropping hints about how to get a good grade in his class.

Lila being the good Boulder edamame eating-spirulina drinking girl that she is, asks him what devil's food cake is (she's never had it). She can wax poetic about the differences between Lebanese and Moroccan baba ganoush, or discuss the subtleties of a well cooked masala dosa but when it comes to American cuisine (...can we even call it that?), she's a little in the dark.



















The science teacher’s solution to this "tragisty" (my word, not his) was to reach elbow deep (according to Lila's descriptive re-telling of the progression of events) into a drawer and pull out a cake mix. Lila's homework for last night was to bake the cake. ...very cute indeed. We may have gotten a little carried away with the icing but how often does one get a chance to decorate a cake? For me it is seldom. I wanted to draw devils and pentagrams and the "fires of Hell" all over but Lila forbade it. In anycase, I think perhaps this homework assignment takes the cake....teee heee.