The good/bad news
@FranC is so far, you are still in the lead by my count.
@NolaMel is out of the running she actually LIKED her cherry flavor
(robotripper.)
Maybe that is my problem I automatically assume anyone who likes a cherry flavor is insane. But still, cherry things I have never liked; pie, those revolting Amoretto thigns where the pit is dissolved somehow, canned cherries, cherry pie, cherry cobbler and those vile Christmas candies that have some ETOH inside too.
My first like, well I was still TRYING to bake, I asked the husband what he wanted. He dreamily said, I have always dreamed of a graham cracker pie, with some chocolate cream stuff on the bottom, some tinned cherries, and some Boston Cream pie on top. I thought to myself, "That will be SO VILE."
So I made him one, and then I made him one I thought he would ACTUALLY enjoy, which involved a graham craker crust, carefully drizzled with DARK chocolate (not some creamy (censored) ) and fresh cherries I boiled for a while with sugar and whatnot down into an approximation of cherry filling and THEN Boston Cream pie. He admitted my offering was much better and his was vile but I had merrily put "Happy Birthday!" on it. He said the frosting "sucked' and I didn't say scrape it off, but I did put twice the amount of butter in a recipe for his "cake" next year. Sorry, my subconscious can only take so much."
LOL he is AWFUL at birthdays upon hearing about never having a surprise birthday party I resolved he would have one, at the house. He found out when I asked him to go somewhere for something and he had a FIT. LOLZ he had a good time, but we were still in the house of ill repute and many pals were former drunks, but also many lived in Columbia, MD which is the richest area in town. Well, half the dudes were like, "I have been here" and some of the ladies with exquisite manicured gardens were like staring at me like, "You cook, live, and raise a kid here."
I was like "Yep, low mortgage private school it evens out."
Now I happily forget his birthday like I forget almost everyone else's.
Anna
Anna