During the summer months, ice cream is my vice. Doubly so if it’s ice cream cake. My birthday ice cream was late by a month for several reasons but that didn’t mean I didn’t enjoy it as much as I usually do. The cake had coffee ice cream with white cake.
No, no. This wasn’t my cake.
This is my cake.
The cake six days later.
My Burning Kitchen 
I covet your cake.And need some ice cream. Right. Now,