... in response to my request for her forgiveness and the offer of a cake from the bakery if she wanted to pick one up before the friends came for cake:
"Why would I want a cake from the bakery when I can have your delicious cake??"
It was affectionately dubbed "The Earthquake Cake" for the huge crater that ran through its middle.
It was enjoyed by all chocolate fans, and loved all the more for its flaws.
Just like the mom who made it.
The daughter? Oh, she's perfect. Just perfect.