Tonight, I tasted the best wedding cakes EVER!!! Let me repeat. Tonight I tasted the BEST wedding cakes (that’s right, cakes with an “s” as in more than one) that have EVER been served at a reception. Have I been to every wedding reception that’s ever been? No. But that doesn’t change the truth. If there were An American Idol of Wedding Cakes competition the final two contestants would be these two cakes, and the Simon-guy would be unable to speak critically because he would be stuffing his face with these gourmet delights and elbowing the other judges out of the way.

Now I’ve seen wedding cakes that were amazingly beautiful. Brilliantly creative. Elegantly designed. But I’m telling you, I’ve never tasted, you’ve never tasted, NOBODY’S EVER TASTED better wedding cakes than I did tonight. You know how at some wedding receptions the bride and groom cut the cake and give each other bites and sometimes squish the cake into their beloved’s face. They do that because the cakes aren’t that good. No sane couple would risk wasting a solitary morsel of the ambrosia we were served tonight.

So, Michael, quit beating around the bush. How’d you REALLY feel?

I know you think I’m exaggerating or making up another true story, but I kid you not. Tonight was a happy moment.

While I was enjoying near nirvana I looked around the room and saw something even sweeter than the best cakes ever. These families and friends clearly loved each other and if you couldn’t feel it, sitting there, hearing the laughter, counting all the hugs, marveling at the “divine accident” of this young couple falling in love and beginning a family surrounded by SOOOOO much encouragement and support…..if you couldn’t feel it then you’re past feeling. It was that sweet and that wonderful. The greatest day in this young couples lives accompanied by the greatest cakes. Wow!! What a concept!!!

A final thought: When Lynne and I were married over 35 years ago we put a big chunk of our wedding cake in the freezer for a year. If we’d had these cakes I’d have raided the freezer the day we got back from the honeymoon. No, that’s not true. I’d have smuggled what ever pieces I could on the honeymoon…and not told Lynne.

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