Day 48 ~ Birthday

On this 48th day I celebrate my 48th birthday. My oldest memory of a birthday party is from when I turned eight. On a picture from that day, I am surrounded by many girls wearing school uniforms and just one boy, my neighbor. A couple of years later, I made a discovery at a friend's birthday party, something that was far from the usual Spanish fare: pancakes! I copied the idea and started celebrating my special day at a cafeteria that served them. Later on, as a teenager, I found "tarta Amor" (Love cake) and for many years that had to be served on my birthday. It is the most unique cake I have ever tried. Shaped like a yellow (burnt caramel) mountain, it hides layers of a special kind of meringue, some sort of unusual whipped cream, and a soft cake base. Until I moved to another continent. I was curious and just searched online if my favorite birthday fare still existed. Sadly, the chain is no longer in business. Today, I had no cake, just a tiramisù portion, courtesy of the restaurant where I had dinner with my friends.