A simple round of conversations became a shameful equation

What I really wanted for my birthday was a red-velvet cake in the shape of my head, with all the details - hair, beard, nose - that looked like me. So that when people sliced a piece of my birthday cake, they'd have to have that moment when they're putting a knife through my head, seeing the rich red-ness underneath.

But it's harder to get that done than Cake Boss lets you think.