A couple weeks in the life of the lovely surprise book cake Stephen got me for the pre-event party my good friend Liz Scott threw before my book launch at the beginning of this month.
The cake was huge. There was no way it was going to get close to being completely eaten during that party. In the whirlwind of all of us heading over to Powell's for the event, the leftover cake got left, in full, to Stephen and me. I shouldn't have continued eating as much of that cake as I did in the days that followed, but it felt too special.
I don't remember what piece I got at the party.
This is the piece I had at the end of the night to celebrate the book launch.
Eating the moon.
Remnants. If you look close, you'll see the sign of the beast in there. Yipe.
A last little piece before I bit the bullet (pun intended) and put the last of it out for the squirrels to pick over.
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