Cake Walk 2.0

I miss The Next Star kids already. This summer was a good one for me in the ice cream cake department. The Hulk cake was for my nephew who insisted on a Hulk or Spiderman cake when I told him I would hit the DQ for him (which by the way is a sacrilege as my sister worked at DQ in high school, while I worked at the far superior Baskin Robbins). I asked the braceface at the DQ to write MARCUS HULK in the biggest greenist letters she could. She was like "Don't you want it to say Marcus is the Hulk?". I was like "no, he's four. MARCUS HULK is fine." Coco said he talked about it for a week straight...the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.