It’s my cat’s birthday. It’s also Canada Day. Time for a little celebration!
Dr. Pookie is 12 years old. In human years. Eighty-four in cat years. He’s been a fabulous cat. Incredibly cranky. Extremely demanding. Aloof. Handsome. And loved hugely.
Dr. Pookie likes to use the bathtub as an amphitheatre – jumping into it in the middle of the night and howling for fresh running water – his big Siamese voice reverberating off the walls. He once brought a live chipmunk into the house. And years ago, hidden under our front porch, we found a stash of his well-licked feathers including a turquoise blue feather boa that he had rescued from a box destined for the second-hand store. Pookie stayed in Canada after one of our moves to Australia but when we returned he came back to live with us, purring incessantly for weeks after our return.
He comes by his title because the first vet annoyed me by introducing himself as Dr. B… but then called me by my first name even though he’d never met me before. Here’s my thinking on this – if you want to call yourself doctor – that’s fine – but have the respect to treat others as you wish to be treated. We’re either both on a first name basis – or we’re both on a last name basis until one of us says, “Please use my first name.” Okay, perhaps I’m old-fashioned, or pedantic, or out of touch, but I still believe in good manners. Reciprocal manners.
Anyway, after the vet introduced himself, he asked, “Who do we have here?” about our eight-week-old kitten. “Dr. Pookie,” I said, adding, “And because he’s pompous, he’d like you to use his title.” This was all lost on Dr. B – who promptly wrote Dr. Pookie on the cat’s file and merrily continued calling me by my first name.
We have a new vet now. A nice young guy. An excellent vet. We’re all on a first name basis including Pookie.
In honour of Canada Day AND Dr. Pookie’s birthday, I made a cake. It’s red and white for Canada Day – and has a lot of cream in it – because Dr. Pookie likes cream. He had a taste for breakfast this morning and so did the dog, Lola, who doesn’t have a title.
The cake is surprisingly delicious and easy – a real summer cake – no baking.
White Chocolate and Raspberry Cake
Recipe adapted from CHOCOLATE by Kathryn Hawkins. This wonderful book was a birthday gift – for me – from a good friend.
1 1/2 cups golden Oreos (or shortbread or whatever vanilla biscuits you might like), crushed reasonably finely
1/3 cup melted butter
250 grams (8 oz) white chocolate (I used Lindt)
1 tbsp butter extra
300 ml full-fat sour cream (I might try cream cheese next time)
2 tbsp rum or 1 tbsp vanilla essence
300 ml or whipping cream, whipped
fresh raspberries to garnish
Mix together the biscuit crumbs and butter and press into an 8-inch spring-form pan.
Melt the chocolate and butter gently (in the microwave on low power or in a double-boiler over medium-low heat). When melted, stir in the sour cream, and then the rum or vanilla. Gently fold in the whipped cream.
Chill overnight or for the better part of the day (at least six hours). Garnish with raspberries and white chocolate curls.
23 thoughts on “white chocolate and raspberry cake: fit for a cat or Canada Day”
a little music to go along with dr. pookie and a cake?
happy canada day. 🙂
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Hello (Ms) Scarlett!! Thanks for that. I love the Guess Who! Saw Burton Cummings live a few times a few years (okay it was decades) ago.
And happiest of Canada Days to you too.
That looks SO delicious! Happy Birthday to Pookie
Pookie sends love and says come visit.
Happy Birthday to Mr. Pookie! And what a nice looking cake! 🙂
Thanks Kenley! The cat is a real character.
Love the cat and the cake! Looks beautiful… and very tasty! The cake that is, not the cat.
Hope you had a great Canada Day!
Just saw the fireworks at the park – with Lola. xoxox
Ha! What a cutie! Lovely cake too.
Thank you – he’s a much-loved creature. As we all should be.
Love the story behind Dr. Pookie’s name. With a cake like that, it sounds like he had a nice celebration.
Ms. Karen! Pookie says you may certainly call him Pookie and drop the Dr. He had a gorgeous birthday / Canada Day, complete with love, treats, cake, and fireworks. What more could anyone want?!
I am catching up on posts and just saw this gorgeous cake, Happy Birthday to Dr. Pookie and a very happy Canada Day!! The cake looks incredible, creamy and so delicious. The golden oreo’s make a great base for all that creamy goodness, I bet kitty loved his little taste of all the cream and Lola too!! Hilarious story about the Vet, Dr. Pookie is a diva and demands respect. Dr. P sounds like a trip, I love a cat with such a quirky outgoing personality. The cake is gorgeous!!
Your comment made me laugh right out loud. Dr. Pookie IS a diva and yes, he is quite the trip. You are so right! We call him Princess Pookie despite the fact that he is male.
I fear I might sound like a diva too. I don’t mind using the term doctor where appropriate but I sometimes feel that we have to treat doctors with so much respect and it is not always reciprocal. Life…
Hope you had a great day! Looks snowy and very tasty!
Ah – so nice. Yes, very Canadian looking – but truly that was fluke. I only realized after I’d made it that I made a completely white and red cake on Canada Day. 🙂
This is just the right cake for the right moment 🙂 love your presentation!
Thank you Danny! You are a gem.
Dr. Pookie is clearly almost as delightful as Lovely Lola…
This sounds so delicious…
Perhaps if I should get some time off, I could try it..
And invite you (and Lola, of course) for a slice!!
I am in love! Dr. Pookie, how cute! Siamese are just the best. My cats sleep like that. They have no shame, lol! Funny story bout your cat bringing a chipmunk in. Chipmunks are fast little guys too.
Chipmunks are fast little guys! It was quite the adrenalin boosting, intense, high-speed chase to get the chipmunk out of the house. The cat just sat by and licked his paws.
Siamese are fabulous aren’t they? SO much personality!
They are fabulous, I agree 100% 🙂