I think people fall into one of two categories with their feelings about birthdays. Either they want the whole world to know about it (generally reserved for kids I think) or they want to avoid them like the plague and make sure no one knows when they are or how many times they’ve happened (almost everyone else I think). Which category do you fall in? I’m solidly in the birthday avoidance and silence group. I recently had to bump that obnoxious age number again and as retaliation against the flow of time I am using that as an excuse to eat …
Chocolate Cinnamon Streusel Coffee Cake
