My dad has the terrible luck of having his birthday very close to Father’s Day. Which means he only gets one party and unlike being born close to Christmas (my sister), he only gets one present.
Anyway, a few days ago, he came home with a pack of strawberries. He bought them from the same guy he buys oranges from and they were at least 30% less than the price in the market. Score! That is, until we realize it’s very close to going bad. Eek!
I was thinking of baking him this cake for his birthday, but since the strawberries were impatient, this became a Father’s Day cake instead (albeit a day late).
Happy Father’s Day, Papa! Expect another cake for your birthday!