"Elana," you're saying, or maybe my supervising editor is saying, "Is this whole story an excuse to eat cake on company time and the company dime?" Well, yes. But not just that. When I read an LA ...
Last week, while entering the 110 freeway from the Hill Street on-ramp, I ate my first car cake. I did not get crumbs in the stitching of my leather seats. I did not smear frosting on the steering ...
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