One Cake To Rule Them All

In preparation for our group expedition to The Two Towers on Sunday, we gathered to watch the extended special edition DVD of The Fellowship of the Ring. Because we're dorks, Carrie and I decided to do some thematic food. We wracked our brains (a twelve course hobbit after-dinner snack? lembas? grilled orc?) but there was really only one obvious choice.

So, with the help of a trusty ring wraith (don't stretch your noggin too much on continuity there), we poured smelted cake mix into the mold,

and baked the cake in the fiery pit of Ovendruin:

We composed our message in the dork language of Mordor

and imbued the terrifying text into our Great Artefact.

As you can see, the One Cake shimmers with "gold" luster dust and fiery letters -- and a magical deliciousness that will make you say "my preciousss!"

And of course, it gets the Gollum seal of approval: