As I stared down at the sorry excuse for a cake, I couldn't help but think my aunt should've stayed home with the knitting ladies like I told her to. This monstrosity had more resemblance to a failed science experiment than the heavenly strawberry shortcake she claimed it was. I mean, what even is that squiggly thing on top? A hastily sculpted snowman wearing a chef's hat or a failed attempt at a meringue? My stomach growled with trepidation as my family cheered and clinked forks together, completely oblivious to the catastrophe before us.
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