Last Friday was DH’s birthday. I made a cherry cake with vanilla buttercream frosting from scratch. His mother made him a similar version except from box that he loved as boy. He’s an old softie who misses the sweet things his mother did for him as a boy and I wanted him to have a bit of that old feeling again. It’s not the same. How can it be? The thing is he really appreciated the effort and he loved the cake! Long ago, we adopted the use of a single candle on top of our cakes otherwise we’d have…