The toasty soldiers are consumed.
Guess, just guess which of the offerings of smiles was smeared first.
Now, I a rare buyer of cakes. I’m now years removed from pretty much anything baked past muffins. I make muffins.
So it is not a surprise I can’t easily Google which it is, those zebra cake little Debbie’s things get down up in. “Iced?” “Frosted?”. “Dipped??”
That is to say it more this!
That I’m after
This leads to something i don’t sponsor, peanut butter cake as a ha har of pb/j
(Liv for cake)
But it could get smeared… This ages of jam
Yes, “I be jammin'”
I could suffer a lil’ Hebrew attack!
Ideas abound. Guideposts too. I’m in a jam!