Cake accomplished!

Nice little two-layer, medium chocolate, frosted with a strange-reacting white icing; I think I need a new thermometer. It could have become ferro concrete. But enough shaved bittersweet chocolate on top to cover any blemishes, and it was delicious. The birthday person received many accolades and a real surprise, a hand-thrown bowl my dad made years ago and, we think, gave to one of their close friends. One of her daughters acquired it after her mom's death, and sent it to my mother. It's glazed with two of dad's own glaze formulas, spring green inside, a golden yellow on the outside. What a sweet and thoughtful gesture.
Warmest day yet, with exploding daffodils.