I chose the cake because it had elephants, a fence and some fetching green grass. The woman in the supermarket tried to explain what kind of cake it was. I did not understand. Then again, I don't quite know how to describe this exceptional baked good in English either, except to note that it had a layer of green and a layer of orange on the inside too. I do admire colour co-ordination in a cake.
We are having a party at our house on Saturday night in Clare's honour. If you or one of your sheep herding uncles resides in Ulaanbaatar, do come along... with fangs.
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