There was only one slice remaining. Elwood ate three pieces although we are not sure whether it was because he was hungry or whether he really liked the cake. I thought it was a bit too soggy myself. Could it be that we didn't let it cool for long enough before we cut it and shoved it down our gullet? The smell of gingerbread was wafting through the house. No cake next weekend. I'm hosting a Lamma tour for Singaporean vacationers.

Jiji, always the first to be at the table when the cake is brought out
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Same. On Friday and Saturday we walked three time to the beach and back and up the hill to the pagoda on Lamma.
But who cares about fat? It's all about the cake.
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