Father’s Day Cake
Tuesday, June 23rd, 2009
I made my husband a chocolate cake for Father’s Day, per his request, and he inhaled it. It was chocoholism run amok; he’s eaten a good 2/3 of the cake in two days.
This can’t be good. I mean, the cake is good, but Tom’s ingestion of it might be a little life-threatening. The next time Father’s Day rolls around I’m going to get him this thing I read about last week called Le Whif. It’s a method of inhaling chocolate without eating six big, fat servings of a big, fat chocolate cake. Read More
