The Twelfth Night cake

Sunday we celebrate the Epiphany and we can enjoy these delicious cakes and buns topped with the famous bean. I find it unfortunate that these traditional cakes are on sale since December in supermarkets because it makes no sense. In the same way that we should not drag on until February this ritual because as they say After the party, farewell the saint.
I remember sharing the Twelfth Night cake in my childhood when I was hiding under the table to designate the recipient of the part: for whom this one, my mother asked me? I mentioned in the order of my preferences emotional moment of the beneficiary, an order which could be upset by a quarrel with one of my brothers. I treasured the beans but the house was left to chance and there was no question of promoting younger, namely yours truly.
At work the Epiphany will be the opportunity many tastings, too, no doubt. I dread to be sacred queen, having to choose a king and especially to be decked out in the crown. Good ridicule does not kill me and if fate means I will pay the next cake.


























