Grandma Rang’s Boiled Raisin Cake

My formal education began with all-day kindergarten in Hayward, Wisconsin and continued through first grade in the same old building.  After being shown the way a couple of times by my mother I walked the mile by myself and enjoyed the trip immensely.   I can honestly say that I cannot remember one bad walk.

When I was seven years old we moved out of the city about four miles to a small house that my father built.   Thus I entered second grade at Blair School, the same one-room school that my father had attended.   Two facts about this school are pertinent when I consider my love of Grandma Rang’s raisin cake:   The school was only 1/4 mile north of Grandma and Grandpa’s farm, and Winifred Larson, our school cook, resigned after my third grade year.

Mrs. Larson was a generous person and a great cook.   She was also the dietitian and nutritionist.   The food she ordered through the federal surplus commodities program turned into roast turkey, fried chicken, creamy macaroni and cheese and the most wonderful breads, cookies and cakes you can imagine.   We had dessert with every lunch, but we also ate our vegetables.   If we didn’t, Winifred made sure that we took home a note to our parents.   I don’t remember the name of her replacement, but the food quality plummeted.   The greasy hotdishes and store-bought bread quickly drove me to act.

When I asked my father if I could have lunch at Grandpa and Grandma’s, he told me that I could ask them.    I decided to ask Grandma; Grandpa was a rather formidable figure with a big mustache.    As I feared, she told me to ask Grandpa; later I learned that even she asked Grandpa when she wanted to invite someone for lunch.   But I was desperate, so I asked.   And Grandpa said yes.

When I told my father he said, “He did?”   I guess that Grandpas were just the same then as they are today.

We had a full hour for lunch.    As I recall lunch was not really very special, but there was fresh bread with homemade butter that Grandma stored in a little cage that hung in the well.   We had fried potatoes, sausage and cabbage and soup and a few times there was chicken and ham and baked beans.   But almost every day lunch ended with a big piece of Grandma’s boiled raisin cake.  With some sweet butter on top it made me feel like the luckiest kid in school.

My mother made it often too, because it was my father’s favorite cake.   It has a unique texture and flavor that I think you will enjoy. Here is how to make it.

INGREDIENTS:

1 1/2 cups sugar
1/2 cup shortening
1 egg
1 cup buttermilk (or sour milk)
3 cups sifted flour
1 tsp. baking soda
1 tsp. cinnamon
1 tsp. nutmeg
1/8 tsp. salt
1 cup raisins boiled in enough water to cover
Sugar to sprinkle on top of cake

PROCEDURE:

Grease and flour a 9 x 13 inch cake pan.   Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.   Put the raisins in a small pan and cover them with water.  Bring them to a boil and simmer them for about a minute.   Cover the pan and turn off the heat.

In a large bowl, cream the sugar and shortening.   Stir the egg into the sugar, then stir in the buttermilk.   Put the flour and other dry ingredients in flour sifter and sift by thirds into the milk and sugar mixture, stirring thoroughly after each addition.   While they are still hot, pour the raisins with their water  into the batter.   Mix well and and spread the batter evenly in the pan.   Sprinkle about a tablespoon of sugar over the batter.   Bake for about 30 minutes.   Check for doneness with a toothpick inserted near the center of the cake; if it comes out clean, the cake is done.

NOTE:   If you don’t have buttermilk, put a tablespoon of vinegar in a measuring cup and fill with whole milk.   Let stand for 5 minutes and use the soured milk to make the batter.

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About Chuck Rang

Born in Ashland, Wisconsin, grew up near Hayward, lives in New Richmond, messing around in kitchens more than 60 years.
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5 Responses to Grandma Rang’s Boiled Raisin Cake

  1. Carol Krehbiel says:

    What an extraordinary blog! I feel as if I am sitting at the kitchen table at my grandparent’s farmhouse. I think I would have loved Mrs. Larson and I believe our grandpas would have gotten along famously. I have known that you are a wonderful cook but I didn’t realize you were such a talented writer. I hope the cake is half as amazing as the story! Please continue sharing!

  2. Gina Koeppl says:

    I love this story – so deceptively simple and wonderfully descriptive. Sent me on a trip to our pantry to see if we have enough raisins to start baking. And sent me recollecting my own experiences with wonderous meals as a child, grandparents, and lunch ladies. More, please!

  3. Pamela Kacner says:

    Chuck how did you get this recipe?? I asked mom for it and she said she didn’t have it any more. She gave me another recipe but it wasn’t the same. I love this cake and it was my birthday cake for years. To make it special she put (crumbly) topping on it.
    Great Blog by the way. I’ll mark as a favorite so I can keep up with the family recipes!!

    • Avatar of Chuck Rang Chuck Rang says:

      I have a 3 x 5 card with the recipe typed on it. I was practicing typing when I was in high school, and my guess is that is how this recipe was preserved. The card does not specify the topping, but my memory is that grandma just sprinkled sugar on top.

  4. darrell monson says:

    Hey Chuck! (I am Chucks cousin) This was the best cake that I ever had! I am so glad that you were able to remember how it was made. I remember it in a special way. Mom (Chucks fathers sister) used to make it for me and my dad all of the time. The only problem was is that mom had a lousey oven. She would bake the cake and then the center would fall. It was dense as a brick but that is the part that my dad and I liked the best! What great memories. Thanks Chuck!

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