We do like a slice of cake, well, not so much a we, more of a me that likes a slice of cake. The boss makes them and I have to eat them to enable the retention of my boyish athletic build and anyway they'd go stale if I didn't help out; martyred to the last!
Hopefully there will be another one baked this week so I'll just have to brace myself to help out yet again.
Coffee and walnut please. Who said that?