There's a tradition of saving the top tier of a wedding cake and eating it on your first anniversary.

When I make wedding cakes, I'd rather they not have freezer-burned cake ruining their memory. I promise them a duplicate of the top tier on their anniversary.

One pair of friends froze it anyway. And... six years later, after the divorce, we pulled it out of the freezer. It was perfect; the fresh raspberries in the filling looked like they were picked yesterday.

Maybe it's because it was a fondant-covered cake. I don't usually do fondant, because as pretty as it is, nobody wants to eat it. It seemed appropriate for this couple, though in retrospect maybe that should have been a sign.