I had Funfetti cake for breakfast and will probably have more when I get home from work. So I wasn’t exactly seeking out more cake as my Snack of the Afternoon.
But then somebody in Accounting had a birthday, and next thing you know there’s a perfectly delicious (quarter of a) piece of tres leches cake on my desk. I have a very hard time saying no to tres leches cake. Coincidentally, I had a Cuban sandwich for lunch (a torta de pollo from Porto’s– sooo good), so how could I resist a little Cuban dessert?
Does cake just come looking for me around my birthday, or what? I swear, I am not trying to go on the cake diet. I’m a cake magnet. (There are worse things to attract. Like… men who wear Ed Hardy.)
Let’s be honest. I’m still going to have Funfetti cake when I get home.