The actual day is on Saturday, but as multiple celebrations are in order (her mother being a firm believer in The Birthday Week), we decided to stagger them so as to dilute all the attention/sugar/spoilings. Great theory until she wakes up on Monday expecting balloons and cake ... Oh well, I'm sure we'll have some leftovers ...
Anyhoo, so today the games began with Cake at the Park. Pink Cake as requested by Frieda's fabulous nanny, Sylvia. Sylvia only bearly tolerates that there's a very limited selection of pink items in Frieda's wardrobe, when it came to the cake I was instructed that only pink would do. So pink it was. With hearts. And sprinkles.
And garlic.
I think it may have been in the icing.
There's a small chance a knife, last used to chop a clove for supper, was inadvertently used to cut the butter for the icing. A tiny chance mind you, 'cos that's just not something a domestic goddess such as myself would do. No, never ...
No matter, cake was well received. Frieda had Happy Birthday sung to her in at least 3 of our 11 (eleven!) official languages and has gone to bed chattering non-stop about it all. Little does she know this is only the prequel.
I'm off to tackle those penguins ...
Oh and P.S. number 28!
6 comments:
HA HA! I totally did that with the my last birthday cake. And people never said a thing, which made it more hilarious.
Yum yum, the cake looks delish! Happy b'day to Freida!
♥ Chaitra
11 official languages???!!!
hope it didnt taste garlicky :)
oh my, I do believe that evil elves come in and tamper our perfect creations...
Waaaaaaah, I'm laughing so hard...that's the kind of thing I do.It looks wonderful, you're so clever!
beautiful cake.
and i think it's quite normal behavior for the domestic goddess to use her multi-purpose knife (completely by accident) on both garlic and butter. i've seen her do that at my house on occasion as well. but she was otherwise lovely and voluptuous and decidedly nigella-like.
happy, happy birthday to frieda.
we missed you at blog camp!
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