The true story about Phillip's birthday dinner is that I cooked it and he loved it. I was a little scared at first because it was my first time doing it all by myself. I had helped Martie the previous year, but this time I didn't have the cooking expert. Well, I must admit that dinner tasted almost like hers. But something always has to come out wrong, this time it was the strawberry cake. I burnt it... not to mention that I totally ruined the frosting. I won't even describe the way the cake looked, because it was truly ugly.
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