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birthday cake

hmmm... why do we have birthday cakes for birthday? have u ever wondered that?
Black-Forest, New York Cheese, Tiramisu, Chocolate Truffle. the divine works of art.
tt delights your taste buds with its cold sweet tingling sensation.
decorate it with "Happy Birthday so-&so"
i think for children, they come in cute colorful pictures, right?
lit up a few candles. 1 big candle represents 10 years of age. 1 small candle represents 1 year of age. kids get their numbers in shapes of clowns (thinks Jared).

*how many did you have for your birthday this year?*

i don't know what's my fascination with birthday cakes...
i feel joyful whenever i see a birthday cake.
ermm... be it mine or someone else's birthday.
when the candles are lit, they look so heart-warming. add in the fact that they'll probably taste good. makes you happy right?

every birthday, the thing that i look forward to is not the presents or the big feast.
it's the cake. hidden in a box, tied up with a fancy silver ribbon.
i can only see which cafe this cake came from. but not its flavour.
then, i'll keep walking to the fridge to take a peek at the cake,
but it's hard to see what it is, without opening it, or least, damage it while it's in its box.
that's the exciting part. guessing the flavour!!! imagining the decorative design!!!
kinda cliched this sounds... like in Forest Gump, his mother said that "life is just like a box of chocolates. you don't know what you're gonna get, but you know it's gonna be good".
alot of things in life are the same case.... a new school, a new class, a new group of frens, a new sport to take up, a new job, a new workplace....
opportunities come in wrapped boxes. it's just gonna be good. really.
just what you make out of it.

why do i have such attachments to birthday cakes?

no.... not the stereotyped myth that girls like to sweet cold desserts.
no.... neither am i a cake-freak.
(admittedly, yes, one slice of marble Cheese with a pot of Earl Grey tea is satisfying)
it's more so... that nostalgia attached to the birthday cake.
it reminds me of childhood. those forgotten days of the past.
when we were kids, birthday cakes held a great significance,
only get them once a year, right, on your annual birthday.
then, birthday cakes from cafe was not cheap either.
my parents always made that special trip to buy me a cake from Jack's Place,
and without my acknowledgement! that's a very heartwarming gesture.
parents doing everything they can to please their precious sweethearts.

comparing it to today.... cakes come easy.
anytime we wanna eat one, just go to Cedele, Baker's Inn or NYDC.
sit and order. eat and be happy.
but.... such consumerism doesn't generate any satisfaction in me.
the cake has lost its significance of being the highlighted once-a-year specialty...
i no longer enjoy and treasure my cake as much as i did when i was young.

is it bacause i have grown up, or is it because life has become richer?
my cake is no longer special....
give me a choice, i will want to go back to my childhood days where cakes made me really overjoyed.

posted by Veen @ 21:51