Today is David's Birthday. I made him french toast for breakfast and did the big poster and everything. Yahooo! We are trying to make it a special birthday because last year he had a huge test and didn't really get to celebrate. So with that in mind I asked him months ago what kind of cake he wanted and he immediately decided on chocolate cheesecake. It's rich, it's decadent, it's to die for. I am very proud of my chocolate cheesecake. So I was really excited to make it for him. I started early this morning in order to get it properly chilled in time for tonight. I made the crust and baked it, I made the filling, poured it in, smoothed it out, and then went to put it in the oven. I am really not sure what happened next, I know I started to open the oven door, and then somehow, somehow, my hand caught the buckle on the springform pan. Before I even realized what I had done the springform pan popped open and dropped the entire cheesecake on the floor. It exploded! Dave's delicious birthday cheesecake exploded all over my kitchen. I wasted $20 dollars of ingredients, completely slimed my newly mopped kitchen floor, and have no birthday cake. What a disaster! So Dave, I love you with all of my heart, and I wish I had a cheesecake for you on your birthday. I guess there's always next year.