Birfday

In 11 days I will have reached 18 years. Well we'll see. All I want is a king cake. I don't want money, or happiness, or world peace- just a freshly baked king cake made by my mom. For anyone who doesn't know what that is PLEASE do your taste buds a favor and visit New Orleans. My whole family is from there so each year (around my bday) we make this wonderful bread-like cake with bright colored sugar on top and even a little plastic baby inside. Then after we eat our fill my mom toasts the leftovers in the over and makes biscottis. Genius. I miss this tradition more than anything so all i'm asking for is this one little slice of heaven. Someone please spread the word and make a newly legal adult happy. FYI: That shit they call "king cake" at the grocery store is more knock off than a gucci bag in china town. Gross