When your dearest friend can’t have enriched flour (you know the main ingredient in everything that comes in a box) you make her an organic birthday cake.
When she speaks longingly of a cake donut, and how she misses them so, you make her an organic cake donut birthday dessert. You dig out the center and fill it with her favorite jam.
When she lights up in delight at even the cheapest novelty flamingo, you grace that cake with the pink bird’s long neck and fluffy wings.
When your fondant skills are lacking you cover those flamingo wings with buttercream roses.
In homage of all the cheers you’ve shared over Manhattans and Old Fashions, you make simple syrup with raw sugar and spike it with bourbon, bitters, and vanilla. Then you drizzle it all over that sucker.
But worth it. And four year old boys don’t notice the air pockets or tears patched over with a Batman logo. They don’t care about a wrinkly Hulk hand. No, they pick up Thor’s hammer and immediately take a nibble before dropping it on the ground. They scream with excitement, “My Superhero Cake.”