Saturday afternoon we packed up two kids, two loaves of french bread, one mommy, one chocolate cake, and a daddy and headed out the door for dinner with all my family in the area. I love that there are so many of us here. True, we're missing a lot of folks, but when we get everyone together we're fourteen strong, plus two dogs.
Which means I get to make BIG cakes. I love big cakes.
Which means I get to make BIG cakes. I love big cakes.
You know, you've got to keep your eye one Wonder Daddy. Now that he's not studying, he has free time...and a spring in his step...and when you're not looking, he's out with his face in the flowers, snapping macro shots!
Good shootin', Daddy!
Oh, and if you ever find yourself with leftover chocolate cake it makes a fabulous trifle with pudding, the leftover whipped cream, cherry pie filling, and chocolate chips. And yes, it sounds gross: that's why I don't often make trifles. It's hard to get myself worked up about making something that looks more like a mud pie than something fit to serve company. But OH is it ever good!
Nope, not jealous at all. ;-)
ReplyDeleteThink you could ship some of that cake over here?
Mmmm.... more calories! Always good. :-)
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