Yes, the picture says it all.
Instead of Happy Birthday, there should be a warning stamped on the top of this cake: Hazard to One’s Health… 1,042 more words
There’s nothing like a tree-ripened peach, one so succulent that its perfumed juices dribble down your chin and slurping noises are the norm. I have had my share of this year’s Texas peach crop and have specially enjoyed the local Hill Country beauties from Fredericksburg and Stonewall. 359 more words