Great things about being blind. Face in the birthday cake!

TThere is a story in my family about my first birthday. Of course, I have no memories of it. I was given a big cake with lots of icing. Because I was totally blind, they put one of my handss at one end of the cake and my other hand at the other end so that I could feel how big it was. I promptly plunged my whole face right into the middle of that cake. Ii guess it smelled good. It is my birthday today. Wonder if I dare do that again?