You call that a cake? This is a cake:
I'm not sure who Maria is, but with a cake like this I'm sure her birthday was a happy one. I just happened to see her cake this morning at Brunetti - an Italian cafe in Carlton with a wall to wall blood sugar crisis in waiting. It is our favourite place to take visitors from interstate and overseas for a good coffee and some wow-wee cake perving. There's everything from mini canoli to rum baba, florentines and everything imaginable inbetween (and usually in two sizes).
We had a sadieandlance cousin in town this weekend with a friend of his from the states. While the inisde of many a pub easily and non-discriminately generated the wow-wee factor for this audience, good old Brunetti didn't fail to please either. Thanks to you Brunetti we once again take the crown of Hostess with the Mostest.
I have been the one with the mostest in other ways lately too...packages of neatly folded beautiful things seemed to come flowing into my life the last couple of weeks. Well timed too cause work has been crazy and a surprise craft package waiting on the doorstep is just what I need after a 12+ hour day.
A Choose Your Own Adventure Knitting book: