...Birthday Cake History In our society today birthdays are one of the celebrations that we hold in a year. Every year a person gets older and we celebrate that factor. The day that the person was born on is the day that we celebrate their birthday. We have party favors, noise makes, food, punch, balloons, presents and cake. So when the person’s birthday is happening everyone is always excited for the cake, but why is the cake so important to us, how did the tradition of the birthday cake get started and what is the deal with the birthday candles? It is said that back in the time of the Greeks they would make these sweet beads and top them off with honey and bring them to the temple and offer them to the gods. In an article that I found this is what they understand “Cakes were initially called by the name ‘plakous’ by the Greeks, which is a similar word to ‘flat.’ These were a combination of nuts and honey. Besides, they also made a cake called "satura," which was a flat heavy cake. It is also believed that the Greeks offered round shaped cake to the Goddess of Moon called Artemis[1].” In another article it talks about the Romans ad how they brought cakes into play, “During Roman times, 'cakes' were served at special birthdays. However, these cakes did not resemble contemporary cakes in the least. They were simply flat rounds made with flour containing nuts, leavened with yeast, and sweetened with honey. In early Europe, the words for cake and bread were virtually...
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...to present the report you authorized on February 16, 2015, regarding the feasibility of potential skating options for the upcoming birthday party. An analysis of both Skate and Fun Zone and Cavalier found that, although both alternatives offered great options, Cavalier better met our chosen criteria in cost, food options, and operating time. It is therefore the recommendation that we utilize Cavalier for my daughter’s upcoming birthday party. Thank you for allowing me the opportunity to research potential party choices. I appreciate your consideration of my recommendation. Should you have any questions regarding this report, please do not hesitate to contact me at (540) 295-3447. Sincerely, Kendra Holmes Enclosure: Justification Report Table of Contents Executive Summary……………………………………………………………………….4 Problem Statement ………………………………………………………………………4 Report Overview ………………………………………………………………………4 Overview of Alternatives ………………………………………………………………5 Criteria ………………………………………………………………………………5 Research Methods ………………………………………………………………………5 Evaluation of Alternatives ………………………………………………………………6 Findings and Analysis ………………………………………………………………6 Recommendation ………………………………………………………………………7 References ………………………………………………………………………………8 Executive Summary This report examines the feasibility of two roller skating rinks for the upcoming birthday party. Methods of analysis include calls to each rink as well as Internet research to evaluate cost, menus, operating times, customer...
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...it's all wrong. Maybe it's because of our diet. Hey, it's not my fault wolves eat cute little animals like bunnies and sheep and pigs. That's just the way we are. If cheeseburgers were cute, folks would probably think you were Big and Bad too. But like I was saying, the whole big bad wolf thing is all wrong. The real story is about a sneeze and a cup of sugar. THIS IS THE REAL STORY. Way back in Once Upon a Time time, I was making a birthday cake for my dear old granny. I had a terrible sneezing cold. I ran out of sugar. So I walked down the street to ask my neighbor for a cup of sugar. Now this neighbor was a pig. And he wasn't too bright either. He had built his whole house out of straw. Can you believe it? I mean who in his right mind would build a house of straw? So of course the minute I knocked on the door, it fell right in. I didn't want to just walk into someone else's house. So I called, "Little Pig, Little Pig, are you in?" No answer. I was just about to go home without the cup of sugar for my dear old granny's birthday cake. That's when my nose started to itch. I felt a...
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...Saumil Patel English 1111 Wideman It was Sonia’s birthday, my girlfriend, and I was invited to her house for her birthday party. I bought a gift for her and went to the party. Her house was crowded with a lot of people and I knew a lot of them. I met with her family and friends that I did not know. The party was really nice. There was good music and amazing food. Sonia’s dad walked in the house with a cake. Lets go everybody! It’s time to cut the cake. Everybody gather around and started singing happy birthday song. She cut the cake and gave some to her parents. I was looking for her brother, Dhaval, because I have never met him before. Sonia only told me once that she has a brother, so I did not know what he looked like. I really wanted to meet him. Where is your brother? I don’t wanna talk about him right now. We’ll talk about him some other day. After hearing that, I was very confused. Her brother was like a mystery to me now because Sonia never talked about him, I have never seen him, and he was nowhere to be seen at the party. I was very anxious to know Dhaval and meet him after this incident. After the party was over everybody left, but I stayed for a little bit to help clean up the place. As I was cleaning up, I saw a guy walk down the stairs and go to the kitchen. He looked at me, but did not say anything. I did not know him, so I did not say anything either. Sonia’s mom was in the kitchen and that guy went to the kitchen. I am very disappointed...
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...The most important birthday of my life is my 11th birthday .I remember as its yesterday. It was a beautiful Saturday morning when I woke up due to a loudly noise. It was 8:00 am then I knew that it was October 12, my birthday. I took a long, cold shower to calm myself down and got dressed. I was too excited. I was still in bed when all of the sudden I started to hear noise at the outside of my room. I went down stairs to the kitchen. Just as I entered the kitchen I became aware of a delicious smell. My mom had prepared French toast which is my favorite breakfast. She was cutting tomatoes into cubic pieces. The cutting noise could hear by my room. It was now 11am. I was helping my mom prepare the chicken wings. A birthday party must be planned effectively to goal its success I had been looking forward to the party for at least two months. It cannot be a last minute planning. I will not be caught unprepared again. I‘ve been concentrated on the planning of the party for a month. Everyone had read the RSVP deadline and called in a week ahead of schedule. The weather was sunny so I didn’t have doubt about bad weather. I was keep tracking of forecast a week. It was to be my first party at our new house. There are only a few hours till my party starts. I set up the new stereo system. When the time drew near for me to be ready for the party, I put on my birthday dress which I was specially sewn for me. Suddenly I hear a knock on the...
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...AP lit MR Rich Yibo zhao The Birthday Party Free write The first time I read this story I was lost about the development of plot. I thought it should be a happy ending when I finished reading the beginning part of this essay , however it wasn't . I didn't realize this until I read it times by times. I think "Birthday Party" reveals how unpleasant a marriage can be even more worse when spouses are lack of thought and there was some hints in the essay. The man is plain looking, almost no special exterior, except for author's hint that he has a "self-satisfied face" (Line 3)---he is pretty confident about himself, but even more importantly with where he stands as man of the family. And also author ironically reveals that it is the husband's birthday and that the wife has pulled together a "little surprise" (line 6) for him, demeaning the wife's plans by calling them little. From these two hint I started to understand why this story did not have a happy ending. The description of the next scene explores the difference between the wife's behavior and her husband's. The wife has a certain amount of youthful spirit to her---like a child, she still feels happy about planing a surprise and keeping the secret. However, it is hard for the husband to consider the "small but glossy birthday cake" (line 7) as cute or loveable. Maybe the single candle on the tiny cake is representative of the couple's romance, but instead of lighting with passion and intensity, the candle...
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...though each party is different, our format remains primarily the same. Our parties start with the hostess coming to your home or location with a treasure chest filled with costumes and accessories. She starts with a short story. This builds anticipation while setting the scene for the activities ahead. Then the birthday child opens the treasure chest to reveal all the wonderful costumes inside. After everyone has put on their favorite outfit, we do individual pictures and you get a free website with hosted parties. Next we do a variety of theme related games and activities. So far, the story, dress-up, games and activities last about 45 minutes. We break for cake and presents or food and cake or some half hour where you handle the children and the hostess straightens things back up and also hides the clues for the final treasure hunt. The last 15 minutes of the party is a treasure hunt. This is a series of poems that lead the children from location to location and the final destination has their party favors. You can provide the party favors or we offer a discount for hosted parties for our favor sets. Since 1999, Princess and Pirate Parties has been focusing on the birthday child being the center of attention with theme related fun for both boys and girls. At a Princess Party the boys would be knights, wizards or dragons. At a Pirate Party girls can choose to be Pixies or Mermaids. Our Super Hero parties have Spiderman, Batman, Batgirl, Power Puff and Power Rangers. Choose from...
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...other birthday celebrations. It needs suppliers and present opportunities to earn. Below are some ways to earn extra cash on 18th birthday celebrations: 1. Venue Rental - An ancestral house, a garden in your house, or your house with a swimming pool can be marketed to be a venue for special occasions like debut. Make sure to allot parking lot spaces and offer security with the guests. 2. Photograper/Videographer - If you have camera and above average talent on taking videos and photos, you can try to be a photographer or videographer. You can charge on per hour basis. 3. Gowns for Debut for rent/sale - Do you own lots of gown at home hidden in your closets ? You might have pretty gowns that you only wear once. Take them out and advertise it with others. Your old debut gown or JS prom dresses might be the the same dream gown of other birthday girls. Sell or offer them for rent. 4. Giveaway/Souvenir Items - There's so many items that you can offer as souvenir in debut events. Cake Jars, Eiffel Tower bottle opener, Flip flop bottle openers, Rose petal soaps are just some of the items I found in OLX as souvenir items. You can find or create your own souvenir and sell them too. 5. Event Planner/Coordinator - Organizing a debut can be a big stress for a girl or the family. If you know most or everthing about managing a debut event and can organize according to the wants and needs of the birthday girl, then you right to offer your services. 6. Birthday Cakes...
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...responsibility dilemma. I promised my friend to go to her birthday party on Friday evening, but I had completely forgotten to do my Economics102 weekly quiz, which was due Friday night. When I was about to leave the dormitory to go to her birthday party, I suddenly remembered that I had a quiz to do, so I had a dilemma between my relationship and my responsibility. I could not miss my best friend’s birthday party, but also I could not miss my quiz, which would affect my grade very negatively. Indeed, my five core values, which guide my decisions, are Responsibility, Relationship, Integrity, Passion, and Happiness. In particular, responsibility helped me to solve this dilemma. Although it was my best friend’s birthday and I did not want to mess up my relationship with her, I also did not want to disappoint myself by being irresponsible. When I first came to University I promised myself to concentrate on my work such as homework and classes because I value responsibility the most as my core value. Also, there were rules of responsibilities and relationships that helped me to make decision. For example, the syllabus of Economics102 indicates that missing more than two quizzes will affect the grade negatively. Also the commitment that I made with my friend was the big rule of my relationship with her. Therefore, I decided to go to birthday party after doing the online weekly quiz. I felt sorry for my friend so I bought a birthday cake after I finished my homework. Fortunately, she understood...
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...My Best Day Ever It seems to me that birthday celebrations’ become less interesting as time passes. There are no more party hats, balloons, cake, ice cream, and the joyful sound of “Happy Birthday.” I guess that’s why we hold all the good memories inside our heart, so whenever there’s a bad issue that may come up, we can reminisce on the past. In fact, birthday celebrations in my family were rare because my grandmother was raising eight children in a three bedroom house by herself, and she wasn’t able to provide certain things we needed at times. I do remember one special birthday that made me realize how important family means to me. On March 22, 1979, it was a warm, beautiful, breezy, summer day, and I could hear the chirping of baby birds in their nest. Upon my face shined the bright sun through my bedroom window. This day represented my birth right of turning fourteen years old, and I needed to figure out what to wear on this special occasion. As I walked toward my closet door, there was a breeze of warm spring sunflowers gathering in each corner of my bedroom. As I inhaled this delightful smell, I thought of my favorite sunflower dress to wear. The length went below my knees and it had two straps on each shoulder. The base color of my dress was pure white cotton material with medium sunflowers patterns around the bottom. I chose my flat flip-flop scandals and brushed my hair into a ponytail with a white ribbon tied in a bow. At that moment in my life, I felt...
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...beautiful morning; the rhythm of the morning roosters’ songs swiftly alarmed everyone at home to rise. The trees gladly doing the hula and the scent of the mohokoi’s aroma woke me to meet the morning rays. Hi Paulo! Gladly good morning from the neighbour, good morning Mrs Hansen! I replied. What’s with the happy face? Don’t you remember it’s your birthday? She said, there was no word from myself but replied with a facial question mark on my forehead, meaning how on earth she know and remembered my birth date but not my parents?. I turned around and entered the house with full surprise when everyone hugged and cuddled me with a loud tone of happy birthday. I started to cry but somehow felt weird because there was something else that stuck in my mind that stopped me from showing everyone else how grateful I am. Come on buddy, cheer up because today will be remembered, dads said hurry up and pack your stuff because we are going to Mounu Island in few minutes. I packed my stuff while my brother and sisters helped Fiona my mom in the kitchen. Five minutes before we leave, the lady from the neighbour called mom where to put the birthday cake. In no minute, I rushed to the kitchen to ask mom why the lady is here but I couldn’t because she was already there. After a while, dad started to load our stuff into the van and we went to the wharf. On our way to the island, I and dad sat at the back of the boat fishing. In the middle was my brother and my sisters playing cards while mom and the...
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...of my 6th birthday party the next day. As I dosed off to sleep I woke up to a loud noise. Peeking out of my cover I realized it was thunder. Sacred of treacherous winds and the rain I looked out my window to wish on a star hoping and praying the rain would go away. As I am in my window I start to feel my house lift from the ground swirling round and round. I ran to my parent’s bedroom to make sure they were alright; attempting to open up the door they seemed to be a strong force preventing me from getting in so I yelled mom/dad as loud as I could but there was no response. Next I sprinted down the stairs to my brother’s room and tried to open the door but his was locked. Feeling hopeless and afraid I ran back to my bedroom and got underneath my covers. I started to pray that this was all a bad dream that I would soon wake up from, the rain came to a halt and the winds began to settle. As I pulled the covers from off of my head, then got out of the bed to go the window I notice clouds of fog surrounding the house. What I thought was a bad dream was not so bad after all; there were stuffed animals and candy everywhere. I notice that when I walked it was as if I was floating on thin air like there was nothing beneath me. Everything was in slow motion, I thought to myself wow is this what every kid experiences the night before they turn 6 years old. As I am starting to feel a sigh of relief I was awaken by my entire family and friends singing happy birthday. They were...
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...trendy coordinated outfits? I don't believe for a moment that mothers today love their kids any more than our great-grandmothers loved theirs. We just feel compelled to prove it through ridiculously expensive themed birthday parties that have do-it-yourself cupcake stations with 18 types of toppings and over-the-top gifts. For a few years, I got caught up in the "Anything You Can Do I Can Do Better" parenting model, which mandates you scour Pinterest for the best ideas, execute them flawlessly, and then share the photo evidence with strangers and friends via blogs and Facebook posts. Suddenly, it came to me: We do not need to make our children's childhood magical. Childhood is inherently magical, even when it isn't perfect. My childhood wasn't perfect and we weren't rich by any stretch of the imagination, but my birthdays were still happy because my friends came over. It wasn't about the party bags, perfect decorations, or any of that. We popped balloons, ran around in the backyard, and we had cake. Simple. But when I look back on those times, they were magical. Christmas. With four of us kids and a limited income, my parents bought maybe two gifts per kid. There was no Elf on the Shelf all month long monitoring our activities and getting into photo-worthy trouble. No special Christmas jammies. Very few decorations, if any. We didn't even make cookies. What made that time of year simply ethereal for me as a child was huddling in one bed with my brothers thinking we...
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...It’s The Thought That Counts My 18TH Birthday was right around the corner and all I wished for was a brand new car. I could picture myself cruising around in an all black shiny BMW sports car with tinted windows. The morning of my birthday I woke up to the smell of warm chocolate cake fresh out the oven. I immediately ran downstairs greeted by both my parents and siblings. Everyone begin to sing happy birthday to me, as my parents wrapped blindfolds over my eyes. My heart started to race as they opened the front door & guided me towards the driveway. All I could think about was starting the engine to my 2011 BMW z4. Finally they ripped off the blindfolds and there it stood, a tiny 1984 Honda Civic. This car was not new to the family at all. In fact, this was my older brother’s street racing car. Maybe my parents thought I wouldn’t notice it because of the huge red ribbon wrapped on the hood. As my dad handed me the keys tears begin to roll down my face. “Take it for a drive, why don’t you!” shouted my dad. Everyone assumed my tears were of joy, so they begin to clap as I walked towards the car. However my tears were ones of disappointment and anger. As I approach my car it reminds me of a roller coaster, waiting to take me on a thrill ride. After opening the door and then sitting in the seats that feel like a warm hug, I start the engine and then listen to its rev as if it were a tiger yawning after a long nap. The power that comes through the steering wheel and gearbox...
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...April Westmoreland 04-21-2016 “Gender Languages In Birthday Congratulatory Cards” As you walk into a store to search for a congratulatory card, it can be daunting to pick out that specific card you need for the special occasion. As a society, we often rush to get a specific card without really thinking about how the congratulatory cards are a part of the “gender language” in our society. Gender language is the properties and visuals in our society that divides gender into different categories through the “language” it gives off. A perfect example of this is the variety of cards within stores, supermarkets, and specialty retailers. Upon entering these businesses, it is apparent that most of the cards are geared toward appealing to women due to the fact large sections of the card categories are for mothers, wives, sisters, daughters in comparison to the small sections of the card categories that are geared towards husbands, brothers, fathers, sons. This project will focus on the gender language segregation that is prevalent within the congratulatory cards in stores. We will focus on the structure of the cards, the visuals, the symbols used to appeal to different genders as well as the importance of the words that are used in the cards to draw in consumers of different gender. We must first look at what gender means, according to Henslin, gender is the socially learned behaviors that are attached to the sexes (Henslin, p. 322). Due to behaviors being socially learned...
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