I made a very pink cake with lots of sprinkles for my kids today. They wanted to have a "pretend birthday party" and we really did it up on the cake front. We even had to run out for sugar, since we ran out of sugar. I tried to take a picture, but had technical difficulties. Now, though, we have a big old cake and just four or five bellies in which it might land, depending on the day. My solution? I sliced it up and popped pieces, two by two, in the freezer. Hopefully it'll work. Everyone freezes cupcakes, why not cake?
This is much easier to blog about than the anxiety about global warming that seized me while watching Top Chef. The whole time I was watching, I was imaging habitats (of gorillas, penguins, etc) evaporating (they were catering an event at the Lincoln Park Zoo in Chicago) and glaciers melting. It made it hard to get to sleep.