(We) Let Them Eat Cake.

I baked a CAGB classic cake for Josephine's birthday.  That means, basically, that it is so crumbly and moist that it is basically inedible.  I have come to grips with this.  For so long, I offered cakes left and right.  Oh, a birthday?  I'll bring the cake.  (Host cringes.)  Anyway, the problem is not the taste, but the fact that there is literally no utensil one can use for slicing, serving, or eating that doesn't result in a whole mess o' cake.  Well, no utensil, except for tiny fingers that would have fudged the whole thing up anyway.  So, for Josephine's birthday, they had at it.