DAY thirteen

I am not one of those people who are afraid of Friday the Thirteenth thanks to my spectacular Grandpa and his lucky 13. I enjoy them, and even look forward to when they come around. So in honor of Donald and his love of chocolate (and because I wanted to) I baked a devil's food cake. I got impatient and frosted early, so it's kind of a melty gooey mess. But, damn, was it delicious. I love and miss you, DC. I ate an extra big piece for you. :)