To celebrate, here's a little slice (of life) drabble in Baker Street:
Holmes eyed the cake suspiciously. “Do you honestly believe that Watson is going to eat that… monstrosity?”
Mrs. Hudson suppressed a sigh (and a desire to hit her tenant with a pan). “The Doctor enjoys my baking efforts.”
“There is no reason to deluge Watson with that confectionary nightmare simply because it is his birthday.”
“Just because you are some sort of abnormality who loathes chocolate doesn’t mean that he has to suffer!”
Watson burst in the room. “I say, Holmes, have you seen—oh my! Chocolate cake!”
Watson immediately cut a slice as Holmes shuddered and Mrs. Hudson beamed.