Like Sardines, I Tell You!

Another birthday celebration this weekend, this time for Lauren. I think I have now asserted myself as the birthday baker, which is a role I always enjoy. Of course having no oven means I have to rely on the grocery store for a premade cake slab that I can ice or decorate as I choose. Last week Megan and I were talking about the goodness that is Tim Hortons and Megan declared her love for boston cream doughnuts. Being a Brit, Lauren hadn't heard of Tim Hortons nor boston creams. Thus I set out to make her a boston cream cake, with custard from scratch. I was pretty impressed with it, who knew custard was so easy to make?

Anyhow there were 11 of us out to dinner last night for some fantastic Korean food and then I invited everyone back to my place for cake. That's right, 11 people to my shoebox apartment. It was great! First of all, 11 foreigners walking down the street causes quite a commotion, but 11 of us crammed into a 10 x 10 apartment is quite an adventure.

And for the past five months I am pretty sure my landlord (who lives in the apartment next door) has been quite happy with his foreign tenant, who never plays loud music, never has people over, and never causes any commotion, and then last night I blow it all by inviting the entire foreign population of our neighbourhood over. Meh, it had to happen sooner or later...