My SIL recently asked if I had pickier tastes than I did before my cake life began. Because I am such a cake aficionado, I wisely responded, "Yes. I don't like ice cream with my cake anymore." She was probably unimpressed (rightly) and followed up with, "I mean, I remember when you loved that Chili's cake." I took the conversation by the reigns at this point and made it perfectly clear that my love for the Chili's Molten Chocolate Cake was strong and true. I think I said something to the effect of, "There's just something about magic shell." While I declared this unashamedly, the experience was a humbling one and caused me to commit to never forget my dessert roots.