We had a party where the color of the cream inside a cake would tell everybody is the hosts were expecting a baby boy (blue) or baby girl (pink). The answer was girl... we were very happy for them (although we could see that the guy was secretly still wishing it was blue). I was happy sipping my tea, when the mom-to-be's mother offered me a piece of thecake, which I kindly declined. She persisted, I persisted politely. And then she said: you cannot refuse the cake, this party is about the cake.... :-) Funny, I thought it was celebrating a new life. Didn't need cake for that!