One day at a impromptu stop at a little old fashion bakery that I used to go to with my dad when I was a little girl, Cordelia spied a Doll cake on the display shelf. I told her my Auntie Val made me a cake just like that when I was a little girl. She asked many questions about the cake as we sat and ate our bismark. "Dad, do you think they sell those cakes here?" "Mom, do you know how to make one of those cakes?" " What do you think the recipe is, Mom? " Do they bake the doll in the oven?" "Do you eat the Doll?" And Finally, "I am having a birthday SOON, Do you think You could make me a DOLL cake, Dad?"
I told my Sweets, that I could not make her that cake but, our good friend Kim was a baker of great cakes, MAYBE she could bake one for you! "Mom,....Could we call her?" "Mom, do you have your cell phone with you?" "Do you know Kims number, Mom?"
So, I dialed the number and Cordelia left a message for Kim, who later needed translation- all she could make out was some thing about a cake and her 4 year old birthday party.
The cake arrived- Kim spent many hours on the cake and great efforts to find the right doll. The first Cinderella doll was too tall and the cake went only to her knees.
It was a beautiful cake for a very excited 4 year old! Thank you Kim- she will dream of this for a long time and probably tell her children about the doll cake she had for her 4 year old birthday!
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