I only previously confessed to one sister-in-law that the beautiful delicious trifle I brought to a family gathering was supposed to be an intact cake. When it fell apart on me (& after a barrage of obscenities in my kitchen) I ran to the grocery store. I layered up whipped cream, the ganache I was going to put over the cake, berries and the chocolate cake in my trifle bowl. That sucker disappeared fast and I retained my title as the dessert girl!

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