So clearly the fates were telling them something, and they suggested that the next time I came up to visit I might bring along a cake from Pastiche, an excellent dessert place on Federal Hill in Providence.
This I was happy to do. (Yum.) The next time I went to visit them I therefore stopped by Pastiche and picked up a chocolate mousse pie, which was consumed and enjoyed. My brother-in-law then joked that he wasn't sure that the chocolate mousse cake technically counted as 'cake' since it was sort of pudding-like.
Well, really, I don't mind having an excuse to get a nice dessert from Pastiche, so the next time I went up to visit I stopped by Pastiche and this time picked up one of their 'American seven-layer cakes'. I brought it up to them and it was duly devoured and enjoyed.
I'm going up to visit them for Thanksgiving and I called them to figure out the schedule. After we'd been talking a little while my sister said, 'Oh, Joe wanted to tell me that since you've done a certain something twice in a row he thinks it's kind of a tradition, if you don't mind ...'
So Tuesday evening I'll stop by again and pick something up. The Italian Mascarpone Torte maybe?
I could get used to this.