Every Thanksgiving for the last fifteen years – probably longer – our friend C.C. would show up at our door with a Smith Island carrot cake and a bucket of his homemade Chex mix.
Smith Island cakes are huge and rich. The three of us could never eat a whole cake, so every year we would up sharing the cake with our neighbors. It was always a joyous thing . . .
C.C. passed away this year. I’m still having a little trouble processing that. I love him like a brother.
Anyway, I am heading down the street to the Smith Island Baking Company tomorrow to order a carrot cake for Thanksgiving. I don’t want to give up the experience of sharing cake with our neighbors, and a small way to remember our friend.
I miss you, C.C.
Very thoughtful of you Patrick. Thanks for sharing. Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family.