After having toiled over this architectural masterpiece of a "kransekage" (traditional Danish marzipan cake for new year's) I applied the icing with slapdash precision and rushed off. On the metro I nearly strained an unmentionable muscle or two trying to rescue the sucker from certain doom. Lo and behold if it didn't make it in one piece to the party only to be knocked off the table shortly before this picture was taken. At least now I know why we chose to make these sturdy fellows for an alcohol infested evening such as this... Happy new year people!
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