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Society has always seemed to demand a little more from human beings than it will get in practice.


Stare down with a duck. Duck wins. Geilston Bay, October 2010.

Sunday?

Top Five?

Here's an idea, the Top Five Ideas For Next Year's Birthday Cake!
  • Plain Apple Tea Cake

  • Plain Egg Sponge

  • Plain Banana and Cinnamon Cake

  • Plain Blueberry Coffee Cake

  • Elaborate Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte


For those not Facebook inclined, I've attached this year's effort below...



For the record, it is a Great White Shark rising out of the depths. The depths is made up of white chocolate mousse dyed blue. Sugar content was off the charts.



If you're interested in more pics, feel free to stroll by my page there.
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Roddy said…
Only if the Black Forest is full of trolls, dwarves, ogres and giants and any other manner of creatures that live in the Black Forest.
24 October 2010 at 15:25
Carola said…
Like the cake. And especially the ocean blue and the red mouth. it must have been an unbelievable hard work.
25 October 2010 at 06:11
Keropokman said…
Wow!

I like that cake!
26 October 2010 at 13:07
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, wolves?

Carola, it was not that hard. The initial failure of the icing attempt was the biggest challenge.

KM, thanks!
26 October 2010 at 13:30
Roddy said…
Yeah, wolves, I forgot the wolves. The hungrier the better.
26 October 2010 at 13:44
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