We're on the Cakeside

Among other things, including video games and watching anything on the Military channel, Son #1 is really into food and cooking. He's willing to try anything bizarre on a menu and loves some pretty interesting dishes. (Hence the little gut he's already forming.)

Over the weekend, I bought a $3 hardcover cookbook for him filled with beautiful photos and recipes for chocolate cakes, cookies, pies, you name it. He wants to make everything in the book and share it all with Grannie (our favorite chocoholic).

While Son #2 (aka hamslice) was trying on new DC skateboard shoes, Son #1 was showing him cakes that he could make for his upcoming birthday party.

"What if I make this chocolate gateau cake for your party? It looks so good!"

"I'd rather have a chocolate ghetto cake. Can you make one of those?"

Ghetto Gifts!

My co-worker Jennifer and I just drove past Juan's Ghetto Nick-Naks (sic). Colorful storefront. Awesome name. And it's just up the street from Effen Haute*. Two birds/one stone! How on earth did I not notice it ever before?

Now I'm burning with curiosity to know what Juan sells in there . . . seriously. Any guesses?

I may have to stop next time I'm in the (neighbor)hood.

*Effen Haute is not, as it turns out, boarded up. It was open for business today. Thanks for all your concern.