Another fabulous post by Kikita
A few days ago, a box arrived at my home. And abuela was instantly excited. From the outside of the box, she and I both knew the glorious heaven that lay inside. And she reminded me about the game. About how there is a baby Jesus somewhere in the cake and whoever gets the piece with him in it has to buy the next cake.
BUT . . . there was more than just the "kingly" cake inside!
I couldn't wait to see Sheila & her tree again . . . no, really. I couldn't.
In fact, I didn't.
I took the cake to work and had it for breakfast, lunch, tea, or any other time I felt like having it.
So, needless to say, I found the baby . . . and I may consider sending away for another cake (to actually share with Sheila this time).
Today I had 3 pieces (I was determined to find Jesus). And find him I did!
Yes, feeling rather fat now. And it's Tuesday, so I guess it's appropriate. Mardi Gras. Fat Tuesday. HA!
Well, what can I say?
Laissez le bon temps rouler!!
(Oh yeah, and THANKS BILLY!!)