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willow_25First roommate (I'm second roommate, we also have a third roommate) is a pastry chef. She baked two cakes for a going away party yesterday, to layer them, then changed her mind and only used one. So, we have cake! And, in the grand Gentile family tradition, I'm eating it for Breakfast. Sure, dessert for breakfast is supposed to be a special occasion thing; but Blogathon is a special occasion, right? RIGHT?
It's very good cake. I think it's out of a box, but somehow mine never taste like that. Perhaps even boxed cake needs the touch of a skilled desert maker to be at its best.
I'm more the dinner person; as I discovered last weekend, even though I've been a vegitarian for 9 years, I can even cook meat well. Needless to say, I played Lady Macbeth for most of that evening, but it made my parents happy that I didn't force-feed them tofu.
It's very good cake. I think it's out of a box, but somehow mine never taste like that. Perhaps even boxed cake needs the touch of a skilled desert maker to be at its best.
I'm more the dinner person; as I discovered last weekend, even though I've been a vegitarian for 9 years, I can even cook meat well. Needless to say, I played Lady Macbeth for most of that evening, but it made my parents happy that I didn't force-feed them tofu.
