Let Them Eat Cake
I have been making a cake each day this week, testing ideas and ingredients, and knowing that their is not much time left. Henrietta's 68th birthday is this Sunday and she asked me to make a cake; she said that she didn't want a present other than that as it would show our love for her more than anything else (she should have taken the present). Well, we are getting her a present; it will be the "topping on the cake"and it is a stunningly simple, yet fabulous tiara. Mr. Astor and I had a deep discussion about this at the wedding store downtown. He favored the classic, raised-front tiara so typical of coming of age parties of Cuban girls. I argued for the only one the simple ban of roses and stones; I pressed that it would be easily mixed with Henrietta's real jewels and present a noble and stoic presence in her monumental hair do. I won.