I didn’t time it this way, but today is my 11th wedding anniversary, as well as my 200th post. Happy Anniversary, Mr. Spinach TIger.
We will be celebrating coincidentally at a friend’s birthday party at Arrington Vineyards. We loved our coconut wedding cake and in honor of our anniversary, I am repeating a recipe. It’s the cupcakes I make for every special occasion. They show up every Christmas, Easter, Mother’s Day, and birthdays.
They are worth repeating, and in the author’s own words as she commented on my post.
“Thank you for loving these coconut cupcakes–a dreamy collaboration of sour cream batter and coconut frosting if there ever was one. No matter how many other coconut cupcakes I have baked and eating, these remain my favorite too.“ Lisa Yockelson, author of Baking by Flavor and Chocolate Chocolate.
As I baked these cupcakes today, I started to remember that Friday at sunset in Long Beach California. A few weeks later, I was living in Nashville and onto a new adventure.
When I said yes to the guy, I chose character over glamour, and I knew this decision would force me to a new standard of good. A great example of character came in our first year of marriage. We moved to an old historic neighborhood and lived in a big scary four square white house that I never grew to love. I put money on this house when my husband was out of town (inappropriate mistake), as I had to have this house.
Mistakes have consequences and I hated this house from the move in day. It was built in 1915, had been converted to apartments in the 70’s and then put back together as one house in the 90’s. All the carpentry in the house was done blindfolded and just added to the creepiness. Creepiness that was well hidden by the previous owners. Couches covered up holes in the floor and counter tops simply lifted up, never being attached. You see, I’m hoping if you can envision my mood in this house, you’ll understand the story that exhibits the character of the man I married and my “reaction.”
The Story
One Sunday evening a young man knocked on the door and told my husband he was hungry, and that God told him to come to this particular house because the people that lived here would come to his aid. He wanted to buy a chicken dinner at Mrs. Winners. Mrs. Winners chicken was a block away, the block that ventured into “bad neighborhood” territory. He was hungry and he had no money.
Mr. Spinach Tiger never turns anyone away. He gave the money to the young man with a cheerful heart.
I wish I could say that I looked at him and said, “that was the right thing to do.” But, fear took over and I went a little nuts. “He’ll be back every day and you travel, and I’ll be here alone.” And, now he’s going to go from house to house begging for money, and it’s all your fault.”
My husband probably, for a moment, wondered who I was and where his wife went.
And, it was a moment in our marriage I will never forget.
My husband remained calm and picked up a bible and read to me from the book of Matthew, chapter 5, verse 42.
“Give to those who ask, and don’t turn away from those who want to borrow.”
My fear was replaced by a little shame and then a sigh of relief. “I married the right man.”
My husband isn’t necessarily the guy with a bible in his hand, quoting scriptures. He is not a lecturing type. He is merely one who takes action and drives down the right road.
Simple. Unglamorous. Good. He married someone not so simple, perhaps a little more glamorous and working on good (he sets a high standard).
It’s not that I don’t have a heart for the hungry, but my fear took over and I felt threatened in my nest. But a marriage will push you out of your comfort zone and will grow you if you let it. And, in that first year of marriage, I grew.
I came out of this situation that Sunday night, trusting my husband and trusting God. Every time I tell this story and I repeat the words. “God told me this was the house that would help me,” I tear up, because he should have really said, “God told me you are the man that would help me.”
Ironically, we fed the man one meal, but he has fed our marriage for the last eleven years.
Happy Anniversary to Mr. Spinach Tiger. XOXO
Tell me, have you ever had a moment in your life where you were faced with an opportunity to respond to someone’s needs and you weren’t sure what to do?
These cute cupcake holders are by Wilton.
Recipe here.
Notes: You can make frosting in advance, keep in refrigerator, covered with plastic. Take out 30 minutes before frosting. I usually make cupcakes night before, and frost the next day.
These cupcakes freeze well in freezer bags.
