Pops turned 63 yesterday, so we were invited along with my brother, his girlfriend and her sister, to what can best be described as a cake orgy. Apart from homemade buns with butter and jam, there was not one, or two, or three, but 4 cakes (that sounded like a phrase made by Zorg in "Fifth Element"...)One of them was even an ice cream cake on a bed of macaroons, and sprinkled with chocolate *drool*.
We got him an Aramis Life eau de toilette, and some rather expensive suntan lotion. He's so vain...
Congrats again, ol' man :)
*edit*
It just occured to me, that yesterday was "Day of the cake" here in Denmark. So I guess the 4 cakes was only appropriate...
