Half of this "King's Cake" was hanging in a lovely little back from our front door Friday night when we got home from B-ball practice. A little note inside read: Here's some French cake. Be careful as there maybe a little ceramic figurine in the cake. That's the point....the person who gets the figurine is king or queen for the night. Enjoy, Sarah and CyrilleSo we ate a little and nothing....
TONIGHT...we split the rest of the cake (which by the way is amazing) and I bit into nothing more fabulous than a tiny little Fleur De Li. I was so stocked to be queen for the night...over Zeb. We are slightly competitive. Ari wouldn't try it...
I love the story and tradition behind this idea.
We have French neighbors who bring us amazingly yummy cake.....
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