if spas can sell mud and salt treatments, I'm sure they could sell an icing bath

I don't really like cake; it's usually too sweet, and just not as good as, say, croissants, or warm cookies, or tiramisu, or pudding. Once, my mom asked me what kind of cake I wanted for my birthday, and I said I'd prefer a birthday meatloaf. (I think my mom made the meatloaf, put a candle in it, and then made a cake anyway).

However, I attended bobbyblue's birthday party, and his roommate Gene made the best cake I've ever eaten. The icing contained an entire pound of butter, a bit of salt, and very little sugar. I wanted to slather it all over my body and roll around in it for hours.

(And, of course, happy birthday to spelling bee founder and fantabulous butterfly bobbyblue).