…and you’ve got one darn delicious piece of double-chocolate cake, my friends. And while I don’t mean to brag about this, it went over huge with the little one for her birthday. This despite the fact that on the afternoon of her party she asked to change her cake order to something pink with an icing illustration of Tinkerbell riding on a horse with wings (over a rainbow, obviously). Happily, the disappointment that I wasn’t able to deliver on her new fantasy melted away with the first chocolaty bite. Whew! Let’s hope she doesn’t try to put my awful piping skills to that sort of test next year, or my daughters’ image of me as SuperDad will be blown forever.