After quarantining for two weeks, Oleg popped over for the holiday weekend, and in secret, we surprised him with a birthday cake a week early. He turns twenty-one, but we won't be able to celebrate on his big day. He likes cake with nuts--a fan of carrot cake,--but we opted instead for German chocolate.
Tom was in charge of this, and he did a damn fine job. It was delicious.
Oleg was surprised--I think--and we showered him with gifts and the American tradition of getting the first piece and first bite.
Happy 21st, Oleg. Many happy years!
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