Food Porn

In honor of a lovely visit by Nana and Great-Gram, The Wife baked up a (preservative free!) boxed yellow cake and topped it with canned chocolate frosting.

Oh, my ga-HOsh! Is there anything better? Forkfuls interspersed with thick black coffee... stolen fragments as one walks by the counter... thin slices of the perfect cross-section of crust and core and edge and top being tipped into my gaping maw...

I love it. Life is good.