For Veny’s birthday this year, all she asked for was a Kobe Bryant cake.
I made her a vanilla cake with pineapple, mango mousse and toasted coconut.
Happy birthday, Veny! I hope you liked your cake. Sorry about that whole allergy to coconut thing….
At some point during the cake making process, my mom got really excited and self-appointed herself creative director (the fondant basketball was all her idea). She was curious about who “Bryant” was and a ridiculous conversation ensued:
Me: He’s a pretty famous basketball player.
The Moms: Oh, so it’s his birthday?
Me: No, it’s Veny’s birthday.
The Moms: So Veny is really good at basketball?
Me: ….no….well yes, she does play…but not in the NBA…the cake is a jersey of her favourite basketball player.
The Moms: Ah, so Veny is going to give the cake to him?
Me: What?! He lives in LA.
The Moms: ….so he’s not going to see the cake? Are you going to send him a picture?
It took a while, but I think I was able to eventually explain to my mom that no, I am not close friends with Kobe Bryant and that she must be getting him confused with all of my other professional NBA friends. I get it though – there’s so many of them, it’s hard to keep track sometimes.