I like the option of having just a tiny bit of a dessert. That way I can try lots of desserts without feeling like a total glutton.
This cake makes me think of the book "Afternoon of the Elves" by Janet Talyor Lisle which I read when I was only 11. It's reminiscent of a girl in boots that are too big who spends all her time building houses for elves out of leaves in her back yard. But now she's all grown up and getting married to an equally elvin man and they are having a simple barefoot wedding in the woods.
I tried to be haughty about desserts in jars and how it's such an obnoxious fad like taxidermy in bars and guys who ride bikes and grow beards. But then I had an amazing goat cheese and berry mousse in a jar and changed my mind. Put it all in a jar! All of it! I take it back! Jars are charming and it could probably be scientifically proven that they make food taste 25% better.
Poor birdie, doesn't he realize that the flower has a button in the middle and isn't a real flower at all? Poor blogger, doesn't she realize that the whole thing is made of sugar and the birdie isn't even real? I get lost sometimes guys, for real.
We just had an old chair reupholstered recently and decided not to have tufted cushions because those damn buttons catch on everything and rip out all the time. In cake form, the only thing buttons have to worry about is my sneaky fingers popping them off and eating them.