This past weekend I went back to my parents' house in suburban Atlanta to celebrate not only Easter, but also my 25th birthday (which falls on the same the day that Lee surrendered to Grant back in 1865, for those who are curious). Before I went home my mom asked what type of cake I would like for my birthday and "red velvet" was my automatic response. She got one from Piece of Cake down in Buckhead, and it was quite good. Please feel free to vicariously enjoy it based on the following photo.
Here's to another 25 years (and hopefully more) in the South.