Peg Kerr's Journal

I think you're right that it will be a funny story later. Besides,the taste is what really counts. My sister made me a birthday cake one year when she was home from college for Christmas break. It was a nice layer cake. She baked it at our mother's house and frosted it while it was still hot then walked out the door with it - into sub-freezing weather. By the time she got across the street and down the block to my house the middle of the cake had fallen in. Cakes really don't like temperature changes like that. It may have been the ugliest birthday cake I've ever been given but it was also one of the best-tasting birthday cakes I've had. It is much easier to laugh about it now than it was at the time.