Over the weekend, Ben turned 27 (oh man oh man, that means we're getting old, I think.)
One of my favorite things about Ben's birthday is that it gives me an excuse to make the most ridiculous cake in the history of birthday cakes. Last year, at Ben's request, I made a cheesecake monstrosity. This year, after several texts back and forth, we worked out an even more monstrous cake: a heath bar cheesecake, topped with chocolate mousse, topped with a chocolate cake layer, topped with more chocolate mousse, covered in ganache.
Basically? This thing was insane. And so much fun to make.
Happy Happy, friend!
I'm so glad you were born.