I’d never heard of the King Cake growing up in California, but I knew I had to sample this colorful concoction since it’s available at nearly every grocery store.  I chuckled to myself and went as far as sharing a picture of the cake’s warning, “Caution! Non-Edible Baby Inside this Cake” to my Facebook wall. Which incidentally,  received a few interesting comments too!

Apparently, if you get the plastic baby, it’s tradition and your responsibility to pick up next year’s King Cake.

Excitedly, we cut into the cake. It tasted like a mega iced up cinnamon roll (this was too sweet even for my two sugar loving kids).  I ended up slicing part of the cake (hoping it had the baby figurine) and storing it in the fridge. The next day after getting my slice, I was giddy. I got the cute and golden baby!

I guess we’ve just started a new tradition. Next year, the King Cake is on me.

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