Happy Birthday Abe (and Charles)!

This weekend marks a very special occasion. It is a day for us to honor good, ol' Abe. A charming man; a man of the people; a man who believed that all little boys could go up and up. For those of you who don't know it, in college I lived in a house called Lincoln Manor. And so today, we honor Mr. Lincoln for building our big pink house with his bare hands. And also for having such a stylish hat... and being tall.

Luckilly, one of the former Lincoln Manor dwellers now lives in Helena, and she was able to stop by the Birdhouse for an early birthday celebration on Thursday. We made a cake using the very same recipe that Mary Todd used to woo Abe over during their courting days. While there was no wooing here, we did have a lovely evening in the tower, complete with hot tea and a bedtime story, read by our very own Vanderblog. Might we recommend the tale of "Hucklebug" to all of you dear readers as well?


In addition to hiding the fact that the middle stuck to the pan, we also included the mango tip our hats to the late, great, Charles Darwin. I think you can make the stretch. What an auspicious day! Thanks for the bundt pan, SB.