Mommy, it's so so so delicious
For far as I can remember, that cake was my dad’s favourite. Whenever I see one, it brings me back to my childhood, sweet memories take me and nostalgy kicks in. I remember buying it or baking it for him, then sitting on his lap to help him blow his candles. My dad, he is a pillar, he’s one of the strongest people I know, he had to fight so much in his life. He stayed strong, many times his world was falling apart but he was there holding everyone’s hand. He stayed strong for me, for my mom, for his other daughters and grandchildrens. A sweet soul that gives freely, never expecting anything in return.
I always been a daddy’s girl, still today and forever. My dad is synonym of comfort, the same comfort that my kids find with him. They repeat the history sitting on his lap on his birthday helping him blow his 72 candles. When we baked the cake, Maria Elisa and Mateo were so excited. Not only they were happy to prepare a cake for their grandpa but the idea of mixing cherries, coconut, chantilly and chocolate was already such an amazing combination. The waiting seemed to be lasting forever. The smile my dad had when we surprised him, bringing him his favourite cake, was exactly what we were aiming for. But when finally we got to scoop the first bite, those hmmm and ohh, were my happiness. This is exactly why I love to cook for others.
Happy birthday daddy
I love you