My Birthday Cake

I know what you're thinking - you're thinking but P. Sophie your birthday was four weeks ago - why are you talking about your birthday cake now...

That is a very good question bloggers - and so now I shall answer you. My birthday was Sunday September 4th at 6:04pm and on that day we were on the road heading back from The Princess Bride's Wedding Spectacular and I was without voice and in dire need of the night-time sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching, stuffy-head, fever so I can rest medicine. Needless to say upon arriving home in Philly - I crashed on the couch.

We celebrated my birthday at our new favorite Mexican restaurant that Wednesday. I was still feeling yucky but my voice was coming back. Still no birthday cake. The Doc asked me if he should make me one but I said no (I mean, in my opinion, I shouldn't have to ask for my own birthday cake - if he wanted to make me one I would have been delighted - but I wasn't going to grovel).

About two weeks ago - the Doc was post call and while I was at the grocery store I saw a cake box made by Duncan Hines called Red Velvet - it looked yummy on the box. So I made it that afternoon while the Doc slept. After dinner I cut each of us a piece (no candles to blow out - and no singing - I mean after all I did have to make my own birthday cake). One bite - pwehwey (that is the sound of me spitting out said cake). It was pretty much the most disgusting cake ever. So still no birthday cake for me.

That brings us to the present day Saturday September 24th, almost four weeks since my birthday. The Doc is again post call and I decided I would bake. I wanted cake and I didn't care that my birthday was forever ago. I found a recipe for made from scratch German Chocolate Cake. I purchased all the ingredients and got to work. Needless to say that even though it didn't look right, the topping wasn't as thick as it was supposed to be and I added the egg whites when it was supposed to be the yolks and vice versa, it still tasted really good. I even got a small chorus of happy birthday from the Doc, although he (and this will come to no surprise to those who know him) did the you look like a monkey version.

So yes I had to make my own birthday cake and yes it was four weeks after the fact - but it was a perfect day, fall is in the air and life is too short to worry about cake.