When In Rome...
This week Mackensie's aunt received a birthday cake for the ages.
Her kids asked the baker to write her age in Roman numerals, since we all know nobody can read those anyway and - bonus - it also looks classier.
Instead of oh-so-classy and discreet Roman numerals, though, Mackensie's aunt got this on her cake:
RAMEN NOODLES.
You've gotta appreciate the little noodle pile on top, too. That's a baker who fully commits.
Thanks to Mackensie G. for the soup-er submission. May your next cake be XVIICXE times better than this.
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I know what you’re thinking. “I wish there was a ramen noodle baby onesie!” Well wish no more:
Jen
