So, I finally got to have a family celebration (eleven days late) last Saturday for my 50th, and it coincided with my sister’s 48th.
Foolishly, my lovely sis had asked me twelve months ago “What kind of cake do you want for your Significant Birthday?”
Perhaps facetiously, perhaps not, I said “The Eye of Sauron.”
And I got it. Yes. Best sister in the world. Possibly that also makes me the worst. At any rate, all I can say is that there was cake, a buttload of royal icing, edible stars, a reforged blade, and I am still eating cake and there’s more in the freezer.
For the purposes of comparison: my cake and my sister’s.