We Travel with Cake
There's nothing sexier than watching your husband-to-be bake your birthday cake. He made the cake completely from scratch, and even frosted it without my help, other than a little verbal guidance on how to fill, stack and crumb coat the layers. His first cake. I still look at these photos, in awe of how good it looks.
After packing up the car for our trip that weekend, I set the cake carefully at my feet, under the cool air conditioning, for the four-hour drive to Paonia, where we would be staying for three nights in the guest house at Stone Cottage Cellars.
And when we arrived, the cake was as perfect as when we left.
We're the kind of people who travel with cake, because, really, what could be better than homemade chocolate birthday cake with wine on a warm summer night, while watching the sun set over a vineyard...
One Year Ago: Strawberries, Oranges, Cheesecake and Creamsicles
Two Years Ago: Blueberry Cheesecake Ice Cream Pie
Three Years Ago: Oreo Truffles