Tonight we remembered Michael’s birthday, he would have been 34 this year. It was sweet and simple; just me, Pamela, Jill and our families celebrating life, and one whom we loved so much.
We spent the evening at the park and ate German Chocolate Cake-it was Michael’s favorite, and he would have loved it. Of course we sang Happy Birthday; I’m sure it made him laugh hearing us sing off key.
Growing up we always had German Chocolate Cake, if for no other reason then it was the best cake in the whole world. No one ever requested anything different, nor did we expect anything else on our special day. It was the only cake we ever wanted.
I only remember one birthday in which we didn’t eat German Chocolate Cake! It was my 18th birthday and instead we had a Ghiradelli cake. It was beautiful chocolate cake with chocolate frosting and solid chocolate wedges on top, but Michael and I snubbed our noses at it because it wasn’t the traditional German Chocolate Cake!
No one makes German Chocolate Cake like my mother,… except maybe me – and only because she taught me. She even cut it a special way, in half, and then sideways along the edge horizontally, creating what we dubbed: the edge piece. It was the piece with the most gravel and frosting, and was always bestowed upon the birthday child.
I can’t wait to start this tradition with our own children.