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Beaters family stories Jessica and I were typical teenagers. We laughed and giggled and worried about boys. We often had sleepovers at each others houses. There were lots of things we liked to eat at our sleepovers; pizza, ice cream, chips, etc. But our favorite thing by far was yellow cake mix. Not yellow cake, but the cake mix. Much like cookie dough, it has a flavor all its own and is better before being cooked. We often would make a yellow cake or cupcakes just so we could clean out the bowl with a spatula and lick the beaters.




One time I stayed over at her house, we were up late, probably around two a.m., and we were getting ready to watch a movie. We both decided yellow cake mix was in order, along with some popcorn. She has four brothers so a cake was never going to go to waste at her house, so we hurried and mixed it up, made our popcorn, cleaned up our mess, and each took a beater into the living room to enjoy our movie.

The next morning for breakfast her mom was going to make muffins. When she went to put them into the oven, we heard “JESSICA!” loud and clear from the kitchen. We knew we had cleaned everything up so we had no idea what was the matter. When we came in to see what was wrong, we found her mother standing in front of the open oven in her apron and slippers, holding the muffin pan and trying hard not to laugh.

In the oven, a perfectly poured 9×13 cake was waiting. Except it wasn’t cake…..  it was just cake mix. In our haste to watch our movie, we had never turned the oven on! We burst out laughing, and at the same time bemoaning the fact that all that delicious cake mix had gone to waste spoiling in the oven overnight. We made our cake mix treat many more times, but we always were sure to cook and frost whatever we mixed up so that we didn’t make the same mistake.

Mixer beaters family storiesYou know how time can distort memories, or delete them all together?  For years, Jessica swore I was making this story up. She said I must have dreamt it or something because she had no recollection of it whatsoever. I always insisted that it happened and couldn’t believe she didn’t remember it. All of that was put to rest a few years back when we went to lunch with our mothers after a day of shopping and her mother corroborated my story. Jessica says she still doesn’t remember it, but since she has both of us telling her the same details, she has stopped denying the possibility.

Writing this has made me crave cake mix, so I think I will go share the story with my kids while I have them help me make a cake. I might share the beaters.

Then again, I might not.

Do you have a funny story to share about you and a friend? 

Even if you don’t like the taste of raw cake batter, I guarantee you’ll enjoy this cookie recipe! The best thing about it is that it’s completely up to you what flavor they are!! Any cake mix will do!!!




The origin of this recipe is unknown


1 box cake mix (any flavor)

2 eggs

1/2 Cup oil (or you can use butter if you prefer the flavor)


In a mixing bowl, combine the cake mix, eggs and oil. DO NOT USE ANY OF THE INGREDIENTS THAT THE CAKE MIX CALLS FOR!!! Mix thoroughly. It will be thicker than normal cake batter… that’s perfectly fine!


Drop by teaspoonfuls onto a greased cookie sheet. Bake in a 350 degree oven for 7 to 10 minutes, or until the edges start to turn a golden brown. Let cool on the cookie sheet for 1 minute then remove to a wire rack to cool completely.

You can frost these cookies, or leave them plain.


NOTE – There are many variations that you can try. Some that my family like are:


            Red velvet cake mix with cream cheese frosting

            Yellow cake mix with 1/2 cup toffee bits added to the batter

            Spice cake mix with 1/2 cup chopped apples with cream cheese frosting

            Funfetti cake mix with frosting and sprinkles

Last modified on Wednesday, 10 July 2013 19:31
Shantel Parks

Shantel's love of story began in her childhood with fairy tales. As a wife of 13 years and a mother of 4, she gets a daily sampling of the many genre's of story, including (but not at all limited to) - humor, alternate history, dramatic interpretations, tall tales, tragedy, and a smattering of anecdotes based on true stories. A sometimes blogger, a frequent do-it-yourselfer, and always fond of Cadbury Mini Eggs, Shantel can be found, most days, going 5 different directions, but usually ending up in her favorite place - at home.

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