A few years ago, my friend Michelle struck upon the idea of combining her birthday party and house warming (for the newly completed living and bedroom wings) into one gigantic celebration. As good friends will do, I offered to take the lead on food preparation, so birthday girl would be unencumbered to fully enjoy her own party.
As the guest list grew, and the menu became more elaborate (because I just can’t help myself), I quickly realized that I needed assistance. As good sisters will do, Linda purchased a plane ticket, and my mind was put to rest. With Linda at my side, wielding kitchen utensils, and lending her expertise, I had no further concerns about holding up my side of the food bargain.
The party became an extended weekend of fun from advance preparation through successful implementation to the inevitable morning after, where we three ladies happily chatted about the more entertaining aspects of the party while we traipsed around our favorite antique fair. We discussed how the guests marveled at the newly completed construction and oohed and ahhed over the plentiful food, and in particular the admiration bestowed upon the gorgeous cake, the centerpiece of the dessert buffet.
One overly friendly guest loved the cake so much that after Linda finished portioning and serving the cake, he offered to lick every last sticky frosted crumb from Linda’s fingers. In case wondering minds want to know, Linda politely declined. The memory still induces laughter.
Start a new tradition by making the Italian Cream Cake for your next special occasion. To be forewarned is to be forearmed - you may want to decide in advance where you stand on finger-licking-good offers.