It was tolerable when I didn’t allow myself to have any, but now that I can’t…

Ava and I are practically inconsolable. Yesterday, I actually watched the local news, not something I make a point of doing as rarely as possible. I usually only tune in if there is some specific local item that interests me. Otherwise, I just get all annoyed at the local coverage because they all think it’s super exciting, expose sort of news if they stand in front of a dark building where something happened six hours ago. No vestiges of the original event are actively taking place but they’re out there with their spotlights. It’s totally asinine.

ANYWAY, rant not withstanding, I did watch the local news yesterday because the teaser said the place with THE BEST WHITE CAKE IN ALL THE WORLD had burned down.

Down.

Seriously.

I couldn’t believe it. Apparently there was a three alarm electrical fire in the attic and it took 50 firefighters to get it out.

No one was injured and that’s a very good thing, but there was no mention as to how the bakery counter fared. This is another problem with news reports and it’s not limited to local. This happens in the newspaper and on the net all the time too. There are always vital pieces of information missing.

Had Ava and I been there, we can assure you that ALL the white cake would have been saved even if we had to vault over that five foot counter and save it ourselves. The firemen would have had to bodily carry us out while we screamed the whole time, “Not the cake! Oh, God, why the cake?”

If you think we’re being dramatic then you clearly have never tasted this cake. Pity.