Well, as you alreay know, in my house, Garth's birthday is an excuse to buy an ice cream cake.

This year's was (at my son's insistence) a peanut butter and chocolate confection courtesy of the local Dairy Queen.

Not bad, but no crunchies. And there must be crunchies. I either go back to their regular cake next year or go to the market for a Carvel cake. Carvel always has crunchies.