As I write this, my daughter is about to turn 8. She gets two birthday
cakes this year, one baked at The Ex's house and one baked here. (She
has eschewed bakery cakes for years now, ever since the
Mickey-Mouse-Who-Was-Actually-Minnie Incident, preferring instead to
insist on a home-baked cake. And because she has turned the fine art of
Insisting into an actual science, there is usually compliance.It's my
understanding that the Cake of Choice at The House of Ex was chocolate.
Fine. Chocolate cake is fine. I myself have rarely turned down
chocolate cake in any manifestation. But what we make is better...and
easier.
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