It’s that time again. I’m off in San Francisco on my birthday this year, but I am having my first party–ever–on January 31. So why no birthday party ever? My dad was a Jehovah’s Witness, so I didn’t have birthday parties as a kid. Once my parents divorced, it didn’t matter. I never thought about how weird it is not to have a birthday party until I started telling people. So this is the year! I have preparations to make next week. Mostly I have to make the cake. I don’t think I should have to, but I can’t get the kind of cake everyone else can. I have to have a gluten free cake. Not a problem though. I have some great recipes, and no one will know that it’s gluten free.