Although I don’t remember when it was, I’m sure it had to have been my mom that last baked me a cake for my birthday. I am also sure that whenever it was, it was a long, long time ago. After a certain age, birthdays, well let’s just say that they aren’t what they used to be, and without a grand celebration, perhaps for a milestone birthday, or say if you’re away on vacation while celebrating your birthday, it’s not easy to make them feel too differently from any other day. It’s not a complaint, just an observation.
This year, however, someone that I hardly know, a new friend if you will, baked me a cake for my birthday. And although this cake is special all by itself as you can see by the images, it was more than just a pretty cake. It was a little bit of magic that brought me back to when the day was special just because it was my birthday. A sweet, generous and kind woman, Stephanie Litsakis Clark, made me a cake for my birthday, and although the cake will be gone very soon, as it is beyond yummy, it is something I will never forget. Thank you Stephanie. Like the beautiful cake you made for me, you too are beautiful inside and out.