Never before have I been moved to post a picture of food!
But this is different.
When Paul asked me, last week, what kind of cake I wanted for my birthday (we bake our birthday cakes every year - a ritual that we call Cakey), I did what I do most years - choose a flavour/variety that's slightly more challenging than plain sponge!
I requested a pina colada cake.
(Pina colada is my favourite cocktail. Basically, pudding in a glass.)
I adore coconut. 🌴
I love pineapple.🍍
I like the occasional thimbleful of dark rum. 😁
And I'm slightly unhinged when it comes to cream. 🍨
So, yes, pina colada.🍹 It seemed only logical.
Now, I knew that Paul would do a good job. He's a rather wonderful cook and his baking skills get better every year.
But I wasn't prepared for the final result.
This birthday girl, spoilt silly by the most thoughtful presents I could wish for, on a day that was epic from beginning to end, was then presented with perfection. In the form of cake. 🎂
Yes, it tasted as scrumptious as it looked. More than.
You know that thing your inner child does when it chances upon something yummy?
Yup - my inner child did just that. 🐖
Heaven. On a plate. 🍽️
The question is: how is Paul ever going to top this?
He has officially peaked. 🏅