Ah, Carvel cake. An essential part of every single birthday party in my family when I was growing up. Children, adults, it didn't matter. We had Carvel. And not because my mom didn't want to bake - she's an excellent baker, and always had fresh cookies in the cookie jar, sticky buns on Christmas morning, and more pies than people at every Thanksgiving and Christmas eve gathering. Baking *is* her thing, yet for birthdays, somehow Carvel...
