Let them eat cake!

Having Mr. HH's birthday party the other night reminded me of something I always find funny when at parties. I'm not saying this happened the other night, but it reminded me. When it comes to desserts like cakes or pies, most people always say something along the lines of "Oh, I'll just have a small piece." Other variations on this could be "Oh, I couldn't eat a whole slice" or "Just cut a slice in half for me." They inevitably eat their small piece and go back for more. Why do people do this? Are we too embarrassed to take a whole slice? I mean, if you look at most Americans, it's obvious they are in fact eating more than a "small piece" so it's not exactly a secret. If you want cake, eat your cake! I love cake. Especially birthday cake, because there are no calories in birthday cakes. What, you didn't know that? It's true. Look it up. Or don't. Just take my word on it. Birthday cake=no calories. When I'm at a party, I don't care what anyone thinks. I want the biggest piece of cake. You know, that corner piece with the big fat icing blob that's supposed to be a rose? Oh yeah, that's the piece for me. If I haven't eaten too much spinach dip before hand, I might even go for a second piece. That's right. Second. And not in the manner of "Oh, my kid didn't eat his/her cake so I'd better finish it." Oh no, I want my own piece, not one that Indy drooled on (not that he would now-the boy likes some cake). Second piece. No apologies. Eat your cake people! You're not fooling anyone. Embrace life. Eat your cake with abandon and if you want to drag your finger across the plate to get the left over icing, I'm right there with you.
In the imortal words that Marie Antoinette likely never said: "Let them eat cake!" A big slice.