What's this I see... a king cake?!
Alice came to visit me in Seattle a few weekends ago (will post on that later once I get all the pics up), and as an awesome gift to the hostess, she sent me a king cake from Louisiana! Blueberry cream cheese, too! For those that don't know, king cakes are a Mardi Gras tradition in Louisiana. There's a plastic baby (yes, baby) that's hidden in one of the pieces, and whoever gets the baby has to bring the next king cake. I definitely remember eating a lot of king cake in elementary school. As I got older, a new tradition started... having a king cake be my birthday cake. It worked out well, since my birthday is close to Mardi Gras, and I preferred king cakes to the sugary sweet grocery store birthday cakes.
Here's the cake with the baby outside. They don't put the baby in the cake anymore (you have to do it) because it's not the safest thing in the world. =)
For some reason, the slices with the purple sugar always tasted best to me.