Every year on the first day of school my sisters and I would come home to a blackboard cake my mom had made for us. It always consisted of a cake with chocolate icing and white icing letters. As we got older sometimes there would be algebra problems for us to solve before we could eat the cake.
Last year, my first away from home for the start of school, my grandma made a blackboard cake for me. So this year with my grandma gone I was about to make one for myself and my roommates when I got a text from my sister asking if I could come over for dinner. I knew what was up. : )
Sure enough, when I arrived this was awaiting me.
I love tradition. Especially when it involves cake.
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