I wonder what it is exactly with me and holidays and wedding-themed cakes when I’m more of a babies-on-spikes kind of person and
getting married feels like something that only exists in a galaxy far far away;
however, there has been lots of planning and mis-planning and hard-effing-working around this Land of Ice lately, and it turns out that its inhabitants have this amazing thing that goes
under the name of Happy Marriage Cake (that and arctic foxes, and little
horses), and never mind the weddings, I could be unhappier, and I do have my
chums (!) providing for videos of monkey cats, lifts through foggy towns at
night, cake appreciation, moral support during IT crises, moral support during
life crises, and emergency holidays, and I tend to cherish irony, and choose to
believe in blessings in disguise (however:
this weekend only, as an exception), and also look forward to seeing what my life-rebuilding session today will bring, and I hope a selected few of my allies will stick around for it; so here’s my own real delicious vegan
version of the Icelandic oat and rhubarb Happy Marriage Cake, and for your
reference, I may or may not end up legally marrying the thing.
