Last night, Toby Joe and I finally got around to eating the wedding cake Nico made us last year for the wedding party we threw in celebration of our elopement. It was a perfect ending to a perfect evening’s workout. I know that since the Internet can’t actually eat the cake featured here, this won’t be very exciting. But I’m here to tell you this damn cake was still so damn good. So damn good, as a matter of fact, I think we will continue eating it until it’s either gone or we leave for Florida and need to toss it. It’s not bad luck to eat the entire cake, is it?
Who would have thunk one-year old cake could taste so good? I think I might have some more right now in celebration of breakfast.
mmmMmmmmMMMmmmm a close-up of cake.
There was a cat hair on this picture but I airbrushed it out in Photoshop.
Dear Nico, you are the greatest girlfriend a girl could have. One day, I hope you make millions off of this apparent skill. We were amazed. Plus, this cake has brought us and our tastebuds pure joy three times over the past year. Thank you. That George is one lucky guy.