in this latest installment of "how the cake was ruined," i circulated through a large party, cake in hand, in desperate search of a freezer -- upstairs, on the front lawn, you name it. i may just have looked everywhere but in the kitchen! out on the lawn, i set up shop with my tiny, shiny instrument. decorating vanilla, oh decorating vanilla, where for art thou? i made do by slathering mint chocolate chip all over the rapidly thawing cake part. people were hanging around watching, and it was all i could do to keep their grimy mitts off of it.