A Confession + Coconut Cream Cake

You may have missed it {insert sarcasm} but I just celebrated a birthday!  I had a cake, ice cream and cocktail party!  My goodness, it was fun, fabulous and unforgettable.

The drinks flowed.
The playlist was incredible.
My friends trumped everyone else's friends.

But the cakes.  My. Oh. My.  They were phenomenal.

My dear friend Holly made a coco feather cake that was decadent and delicious.
My lovely roommate made gluten-free carrot cake that tasted as if it were loaded with floury goodness.
Maybe if we ask nicely they will submit some guest posts and share their recipes.

And Martha Chartreuse, what did she make?  A coconut cream cake.

The Mere 27

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I have a lot of love languages.

How I show love.  How I feel loved.  Things that fill my love tank.

Wine.  Laughter.  Texts with more than three words.

Refilling my water glass. GChatting.  Handwritten cards.

Birthday celebrations may have the most caloric and nutritional value when it comes to filling up my cup.

And let me tell you, after this birthday, my tank is full, the cup is running over, and, I am ready for the adventures this year has in store.  

While I plan on sharing recipes and details from my party in the next week or two, I wanted to kick off the series with my signature drink. The Mere 27!