(63 pages later...and having the word "moist" ruined in my vocabulary...:D)
While working on a beautiful 10-inch round graduation cake one evening last summer, my mother-in-law stopped by to see my husband. She stood and watched me cutting out the graduation shapes from black sugar paper and said the cake looked nice. I somewhat absently replied that for the price they were paying, I wanted it to be nice.
MIL: Oh? How much are you charging for a cake like that?
Me: $75, which is a discount since the dad works with [my husband]
MIL: $75?! I'd never pay that for a cake! I'd just get one at the grocery store!
I'm 30-years-old and have still not learned that my mouth works faster than my mind. I put my knife down and looked up at her and said: "Well, some people appreciate quality."
Not my brightest moment with MIL. She's never mentioned cake to me again! LOL!!