I’m usually pretty good at resisting dessert temptation. Usually. Turns out these cake balls have a power over me that I can’t resist. I don’t know whether it was sheer joy that they actually were tasty, the spider cake balls I made for Halloween were a tad on the nasty side, or if it was their small size. I’d pop one in my mouth and then feel as though a few hundred more wouldn’t hurt me. When I reheated the morning’s leftover coffee after preparing the milk chocolate dip - I knew I was in trouble. It wasn’t long before I was walking around the house holding my stomach wondering just how many sparkly bites of joy had crossed my lips. And there’s still another pan of cake balls in my refrigerator. One cake makes a bazillion cake pops/balls.