Mardi Gras Care Package

My mom called me one day out of the blue in early January and asked me if there was anything that she could send me to make my home here in California more homey. She asked me if there was anything that I needed or if there was anything that I wanted. Jokingly I told her that I didn't need anything except a King Cake if she could figure out how to send it to me. 

I should have realized from that moment on, my mom would make it her job to figure out how to send me a king cake. Luckily for me, there are tons of bakeries in Baton Rouge & New Orleans that have excellent king cakes and actually ship them. One day out of the blue, I received a text message from my mom: you have a package coming in two days: be prepared. I laughed to myself and couldn't really think of what she would be sending me so I just kept quite and waited. 

When I finally got the text message that I had gotten a package from our housing, I raced down the stairs as quickly as I could. As I walked into the office I couldn't have been more surprised: my mom actually sent me a king cake. I was so ecstatic I called her as quickly as I could and thanked her for my package. As soon as I got back up to my apartment, I assembled the king cake and cut a piece. My roommate had never had king cake either, so she waited until she had some gumbo and then ate king cake with gumbo to truly experience what it tastes like back home.
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