Diaries Magazine
How come no one told me ginger beer was basically ginger ale?
Americans in Australia--- did you know this and keep it from me?
I sure do like ginger ale.
And what's up with Australian Schwepp's Dry Ginger Ale? And why it so dark?
I could totally go for a Shirley Temple right now,
if only there were maraschino cherries in Australia,
and I'm not sure if I've even seen grenadine here.
I can say one thing for sure,
if I tried to order a Shirley Temple here,
they would most certainly think I was crazy.
Three cheers for Bundaberg Ginger Beer, hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray.
Did I ever mention the triple "hip hip hooray" thing that's done after they sing "Happy Birthday" in Australia... like instead of the, "you look like a monkey and you smell like one too" part that Americans often add on.
And I certainly couldn't hip hip hooray, without bragging that my baby has turned five.
To impress my gorgeous little five year old, I made a cake, the second fancy iced cake I've made in my entire life!
*Warning: prepare to be either startled, sympathetic, impressed, or scared.
And here is the first cake I ever made and iced... two years ago...
Why yes, of course-- it's a calculator cake!
It's probably clear now why I hadn't attempted another cake for so long.