The OMG We're So F*cking Sorry Cake
Jun. 15th, 2007 01:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
plumtreeblossomYesterday, the caterers from Rebecca's Cafe were late. You know how Our Heroine gets when the caterers are late, and the blue streak jets forth from 'twixt her lips. The Board of Directors had to wait an extra 40 minutes for their VIP Deli Tray and their Sun Chips and their Assorted Jumbo Cookies. Rebecca's kitchen wasn't to blame, other than for hiring a lazy, surly, foot-dragging gollum of a driver. Not a happy camper anywhere in sight, least of all me. But the BoD eventually got fed.
First thing this morning, someone told me there was a box for me at the reception desk. "Cool, probably a bomb!" I said, but the big white box tied neatly in bakery string suggested other contents. The note on top was a heartfelt apology to me and a desire not to lose us as clients. We opened the box right there. Inside was a cake big enough for the entire staff.
And what exactly is an OMG We're So F*cking Sorry Cake? Start with a base of chocolate brownie, wherein dwelled chunks of creamy chocolate fudge. Next, a layer of gooey caramel sauce and a layer of creme brulee, topped by a layer of yellow cake with cut-outs where fresh whipped cream had been piped in (think Twinkie for royalty), all covered with butter cream frosting and crowned with sculpted flags of striped white chocolate and chocolate-chocolate. Though the cake probably has some other name besides OMGWSFSC, this particular cake had just one purpose: appeasement.
Everybody had cake for breakfast. Happy office! I've never been apologized to in quite such a distinctive, and admittedly effective, way before. All is forgiven. :-)
First thing this morning, someone told me there was a box for me at the reception desk. "Cool, probably a bomb!" I said, but the big white box tied neatly in bakery string suggested other contents. The note on top was a heartfelt apology to me and a desire not to lose us as clients. We opened the box right there. Inside was a cake big enough for the entire staff.
And what exactly is an OMG We're So F*cking Sorry Cake? Start with a base of chocolate brownie, wherein dwelled chunks of creamy chocolate fudge. Next, a layer of gooey caramel sauce and a layer of creme brulee, topped by a layer of yellow cake with cut-outs where fresh whipped cream had been piped in (think Twinkie for royalty), all covered with butter cream frosting and crowned with sculpted flags of striped white chocolate and chocolate-chocolate. Though the cake probably has some other name besides OMGWSFSC, this particular cake had just one purpose: appeasement.
Everybody had cake for breakfast. Happy office! I've never been apologized to in quite such a distinctive, and admittedly effective, way before. All is forgiven. :-)