C is for Cake

I had to go to the dentist today. The only good thing about going to the dentist is the fact that the dentist is across the street from The Cake Shoppe. So I have to take the opportunity to go over there and buy several slices of cake to bring home and freeze. I bought a red velvet, a chocolate bavarian creme, a butter with strawberry filled, and a chocolate tres leches. Their tres leches is the best I’ve ever had and is my favorite of all their cakes. My daughter thinks tres leches is gross; who would want to eat goat’s milk? But it really is super moist and delicious.

For dinner I had 1/2 of the red velvet. It was a great dinner. They make it with beet juice so it’s very moist. So I figure I had my vegetables for today by eating the red velvet cake.

Oh, the dentist turned out okay, too.

This post is part of a month-long series, A-Z, that I am participating in for the month of April.

About mairedubhtx

I am a "youngish" grandmother of 15 year old twin granddaughter who has recently (is a year "recent"?) adopted Islam as my way of life, much to the consternation of my family. I love to read. I love to write. I am writing a book about my decision to revert, about my spiritual journey. I have another blog about stories from my youth, my parents, and grandparents. It's a blog so my OCD daughter will not be able to throw it out when I die. I suffer from depression and anxiety, for which I am treated, so my posts may be a bit dark at times. C'est la vie.
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1 Response to C is for Cake

  1. The Hook says:

    A cale shoppe across from a dentist’s? The irony is as delicious as the cake looks!

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