I was thinking of you guys.

I made a pie, a chocolate chess pie, for my sister's 21st birthday, and as I was making it, I was thinking, "I'm so glad I'll have something new to post!"  Because I'm a nerd.

But, as luck would have it, I didn't take any pictures of the pie itself.  I have a picture of the ingredients, just not the pie.  It was pretty tasty, like a brownie in a pie shell, but it was. . .ugly.  Really, really ugly.  I'm going to have to work on my pie-making skills.

So in this entry, I'm going to talk about cakes.  More specifically, birthday cakes.  My husband isn't a baking guy, necessarily.  (That's not to say he can't.  More that he generally doesn't.)  For the last two years, though, he has made me some pretty epic birthday cakes.  The first cake he made me was one of the most epic things I've ever seen.

I was working at a library at the time, and if you know me, you know I read like some people breathe.  All the time.  My siblings were at my apartment the other day, and my sister said, "You have a ridiculous amount of books."  This is true.

So for my birthday two years ago, my husband made this cake:




It was incredibly impressive, especially considering he's never done it before.

Last year's cake starred The Very Hungry Caterpillar, which happens to be my favorite kids' book ever.


I bring this up because my birthday is tomorrow, and he has already begun cake-building preparations.  He's made a sheet cake, about the same size as the one above, and there are marshmallows and powdered sugar sitting on the kitchen table, which I can only imagine means fondant.

Stay tuned.  I'll be back later with the reveal of this year's cake and something new for you all to try.