I've always liked the idea of an annual birthday ritual of some sort, so I hope Derek doesn't mind that I'm making "weird food inside of a chocolate fountain" into his birthday tradition.
(Remember last year? We had BBQ sauce pouring from our chocolate fountain)
This year we started his birthday with the smell of leige waffles and bacon, and forced everyone to eat their breakfast in bite-sized portions on the end of sticks while dipping them in the hot syrup dripping from our chocolate fountain.
Tradition is so yummy.