I had one like this too. My Mom had taken me to tea at Marshall Fields, and we had Lady Baltimore Cake. I thought "I can make this!' I was ten. I found a recipe in one of Mom's cookbooks. It called for chopped nuts, but we only had salted peanuts -- so that's what I used. Then when I went to make the seven minute icing, I needed a triple recipe, and could only find one of the beaters for the mixer so I patiently beat that stuff for 42 minutes (3 x2 x7) and it peaked. So I put it on the cake. It looked gorgeous. Sixty-three years later my brother still teases me about the slice he dropped on the floor which landed like and tasted like concrete. Sigh. I am, however, a Ph.D. mathematician -- just not a Ph.D.baker!

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