Trying to stay on my digital toes here...
In keeping with Nakenjen's eggless cakey goodness (that's not to say that you, NJ, are cakey. Let's be clear. Yes. Ahem). What was she saying? Oooh, yes - cake.
First, an ovoid question: is it a Bakerina testament that there shall be no cracking of the orbs? I figured we cannot fully appreciate their goodness (in the global sense of 'allness') if they are not completely explored. Outside and in. But um, I frequently miss important lessons when I don't show up for class and might need a crack against the noggin (I dare you...use an egg. Go on. You know you want to).
Cakey goodness. Alas, the cake up yonder has no praline nor raspberry sauce. But c'mon, there is only so much moaning a gal can put out in one serving. Cut me some slack? It was the birthday cake served to me last year by a beloved friend in Arlington, VA. Marbled mousse torte. MmmmMMmm.