Well, Annick and I have a tradition and a high bar to maintain at the office. My birthday is on May 6, hers on the 12th: that means joining forces. There was brainstorming. Thinking. A plan was forged. But, treating each other doesn't go completely normal with us. Treating goes big. First there was the sushi cake (proof), then the grand camembert cheese cake (proof 2.0), so this year we had to go all out. What was left? What had we never done before? And suddenly we knew: the freakshakes from The Corner Bakery. A milkshake so bizarrely intense, you can only score points with it. First there's the hyperactive sugar high, then the I-feel-a-little-bit-nauseous phase, and then you crash. You understand: we went down fighting and vomiting. And it was all worth it and more. I'm going to dream about those red velvet pancakes (which we also ordered for convenience) for the next three months. I don't know, colleagues, but the bar is high again... Very high.