No, no, I didn't go anywhere, I just spent my Christmas days in a pure laziness and delight. And, of course, once your family gets used to whatever you're baking and they realize it's not dangerous for them to eat what you cook, they'll ask you to "make that cake again, will you?". Who cares that the cake they now love was first time made for Easter? This is how it turned up this Christmas (it had a brother cake, eaten by the time I took these photos):
