Note that label doesn’t read Miami, as in the city (which I’ve never been to but heard is quite lovely and lively); it reads “MiaMi,” which only special little people get to call me.
My people, gaze upon the homemade chocolate-avocado pudding gloriousness my youngest niece (she’s ten) made just for me. My people, this is how I am loved.
Chocolate banana cake for my father’s 80th birthday party.
Carrot cake for my father’s 80th birthday party.
Succulent centerpiece from today’s lunch celebration for my father’s 80th birthday.
Hot chocolate with whipped cream.
Dark chocolate truffle.
My youngest niece made little cookies.
Mojito.
07.25.15: cakes and a Michael’s haul.
