There is no better way to celebrate the end of a year or the beginning of a future than with a triple layer triple color ganache-covered cake.
(That’s a fact. Medically proven.*
*NOT.)
Or that your family made it to Christmas dessert without a single ounce of blood being shed. And with a less than double-digit number of attempts to pay you to eat sausage. See, they’re really trying to understand this whole vegetarian thing.
(I doubt it has anything to do with the fact that you threatened to withhold cake from them if they didn’t stop. And has everything to do with their growing compassion and the Christmas spirit deep within their souls. Right.)





















