Every year on his birthday (since we started dating...6 years and 1 day ago) my lovely boyfriend (who I refer to as BFB) acts like his life is over. And we're not merely talking about one foot in the grave... We're talking he built his coffin, grabbed a pillow & closed his eyes. It's only that day, day of. For the next 364 days he's perfectly normal. So I started making him cakes. Themed cakes to be precise. You see, bfb is a firefighter. Not just any old firefighter but a Captain with the fire department and a member of the south Carolina urban search & rescue team(soon to be an assistant squad officer). So, said themed cakes... Always firefighter themed.
I've made him a fire engine cake, structure fire cake, Dalmatian cake & this year a fire station cake. Yes, I know that doesn't add up to six. Birthday one I was in Florida on vacation. We'd literally just started dating a week before. Year two I made a three tiered cheesecake (white chocolate, chocolate & butterscotch)... This was the first time I'd witnessed the birthday tude first hand.
Long story short... This is BFB's 35th birthday cake...
It's a marble pound cake with my cream cheese frosting recipe. He loved it. Is he spoiled? Probably. (0:
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