My Weekend of Cake

My birthday was over a month ago and this post never made it up, so here it is now!  My birthday was on a Monday, so I chose to celebrate the entire weekend with cake.  My very wise mother once said that you get to subtract a year from your age for each celebration.  She forgot to mention that this number is then added to your weight!

But it was worth it!  Saturday my husband surprised with a  beautiful cake from ABC Bakery.  It was decorated in my favorite colors, reminiscent of wedding cake – red buttercream roses, turquoise butterflies, green leaves, and sparkly sugar.  It was almost too pretty to eat.  Almost!

It tasted even better than it looked.  White moist cake with a raspberry jelly filling, topped with an airy vanilla buttercream frosting.  If I could be a flavor I would want to be a piece of this cake.  It was sweet, fluffy, and the raspberry filling was deep enough to be intriguing and only made me want more.  Normally my willpower is strong enough to say no to more than one piece of cake, but not if it is from ABC.

Or if my sister made it.  On Sunday my sister (a/k/a the pie goddess in some circles and more recently the cake goddess) treated me with her Chocolate Coca-Cola Cake.  This cake looked crazy, but in a fantastic way that made me want to dig into it – forget a plate and fork, just dig in!  Somehow I managed to suppress my inner two year old and managed to avoid chocolate all over my face.  The cake was covered in blue, purple, and black sprinkles on top of white buttercream frosting.  And the inside? Two layers of chocolate devil’s food cake that sandwiched chocolate buttercream frosting.

The only words spoken (if they can be considered words at all) from my dad, my husband, me, and even the pie goddess herself:

                Ooooooo.

                Ahhhhhh.

                Yummmm.

The cake completely abducted our ability to form words; that’s how delicious it was.  We took turns mumbling.  And after my second slice, I think my teeth ached from the sweetness, but not unpleasantly – more like a craving for more of the crazy, fantastic, yumminess.

Thanks to everyone who helped me celebrate my weekend with cake!  I’m already looking forward to next year!