A Month of Birthdays

Two cakes for January

January, in our family, is a month of birthdays. To list just three, my mother-in-law’s comes on the heels of the start to the New Year, my mother’s is towards the middle and Bruno, most importantly, has his towards the end. While others are drinking virtuous green juices and cutting sugar to fit back into their pants, we’re leafing through cookbooks to find the right birthday cake.

But something funny has occurred or maybe, rather than occurring, has become apparent: Bruno is not a cake person.