Saturday, April 28, 2012
I drove about 5 miles an hour with the boys in the back seat, keeping a red velvet cake perched on top of a tier. Cupcakes were in the back -- two dozen red velvet and one dozen vanilla with lavender icing. Henry warned me that I could get a ticket from the police if I drove too slowly. I told him to just pay attention to what he was doing and to keep those big fingers out of the icing. At one point, Oliver said This is just like Cake Boss! The cake was safely delivered -- unlike that time which led to this disaster.
I needed a beer afterward, which I drank with some pizza and salad -- a lovely Saturday night.