Here's to 33

So, if any of you out there know my friend Jaclyn and her cake wonders, you will quickly realise that she and I do not share a love of nor a talent for baking in common. Nevertheless, her recipe for a never-fail chocolate cake has now worked for me 5 times - this is a record coming from a woman whose children often hide her cookies so as to fake eating them. The occasion for the cake? My dearest David turned the auspicious age of 33 on Tuesday (his first day back at school). We feted him with chicken parmigiana, Caesar salad, garlic bread and the below cake. I counted the candles around 5 times but, as I have mentioned before, my spatial skills are next to non-existent and I am really unsure if there are 33 or 34 candles on the cake. I would say that your guess is as good as mine but yours is probably better.

And here is the birthday boy, ahem, man wondering about the suspicious lean of the cake.

The kids managed to blow out the candles before their father even puckered his lips. I imagine he was making a detailed list of our monthly payments as part of his birthday wish.

My father was also present for the celebration and was able to take some family shots. I wish he had used the zoom function.

Another angle.

And you really didn't think that I wouldn't include a series of photos of our youngest enjoying his cake.

Happy birthday, love. Many more.