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Frizztext’s Story Challenge this week on Flickr Comments at  http://flickrcomments.wordpress.com/  is the Letter I, so bear with me here, while I get to the point.

Over the years our family has done as much as anyone to keep the local bakers, not to mention dentists, in business. Whenever we get together to celebrate birthdays, anniversaries, graduations or weddings, the star of the show invariably turns out to be, not necessarily the celebrant, but the cake.

As much as we may hover around the birthday boy or graduation girl with gifts, cards and balloons, one eye is always watching and waiting, if truth be told, for the cake to come out of the box. Of course the real attraction is the icing on the cake.  Will it be pink or blue, school colors or favorite colors? Will it be adorned with pictures of Sponge Bob or Hello Kitty? Will the wording be perfect? Or will the lady who usually decorates the cakes be rushed off her feet and accidentally squeeze ‘Happy Brithday’ out of the icing bag? Is it buttercream, whipped cream or royal icing?

Will people like Uncle Alf or Auntie Doreen, who don’t care about their weight or sugar intake, actually eat it or, mindful of their health and well-being like thin-as-a-rail cousin Rita, cut that part off and leave it on the side of their plate?

No matter. It may not be good for the waistline, teeth or cholesterol count but what would parties be without the icing on the cake!