Our valentine's cake was so good, we made a second by popular demand.
And then a third was requested because the second one was even better.
It was supposed to be a chocolate on chocolate bundt cake, instead it was four seperate, crumbling pieces. So, went and got us some worms and made this beaut.
The dad says it's "delicious....delicious...mmm...delicious".
I say it's a diabetic coma waiting to happen.
And I'm not even diabetic.