It's The Thought That Counts (What Was She Thinking?)

I was talking to one of my mentees on Monday and it came up that I didn't like cake. In fact, I really hate cake unless it's cheesecake, which really isn't cake. Anyway, what I hate most about cake - especially birthday cakes - is the frosting, which I didn't tell my mentee.

So guess what I got today... a belated birthday cake - a spice cake - baked by said mentee. Heavy on the white frosting with blue lettering and 27 blue candles (apparently too many candles for 4 people to get them all lit up at once - a good sign I'm really old).

I tried some when I got home. It's surprisingly good - save the frosting. Not so much surprisingly so because I hate cake. But more so because it was baked by my mentee.

Thank you Tessa.