Or I could have called this post: "Cake Balls of Desire"?
My lovely friend, Mollie, brought us cake balls from the Big D. (They've got everything up there in the big city!)
I wasn't sure what to expect. Mollie had described them to me before... but I wasn't prepared for their truffle-like daintiness or their dense fudge-like center.
All I know is that it will be a blessing and a curse when these confections migrate down the I35 corridor...