Unfortunately (or not), it was iced and back in the cold room before I started reading the comments on my last post. But of course 'tis not the icing that doth maketh the rainbow cake.
And this special eight year old lass had no idea what lay within this exceptionally tall cake.
What's not to love.
Full credit to one of my favourite bloggers for her detailed instructions.
Sally is so very lucky to have her Grandi up visiting for her birthday. Armed with treats she arrived off the train last night, after youngsters here have been counting sleeps for many days.
I've been trying to recall memories today of being eight.
I can't really.
And hopefully that means Sally will have memories of Rainbow Cake,
a beige cockatiel named Charlie,
a set of timber cattle yards, and a visit from Grandi.
And not the fact that Mum and Dad spent most of the day at the yards needling heifers for Botulism and Lepto.
Late afternoon in decidedly Spring conditions was spent trampolining
under the watchful eye of Mama Pig.
found the whole day rather exhausting.
Stay tuned tomorrow for tales of the greatest taste sensation to pass our lips since smoko's Rainbow Cake ...
Dessert's Hokey Pokey Miniature Cheesecakes.
The creamy decadence of cheesecake, combined with the fresh crunch of honeycomb and soft chewiness of caramel.
Keep running Mama, keep running.