Ronin was feeling better the next day (at least, when she was doped up on baby acetaminophen) so I decided to make birthday cupcakes while letting her ransack the plastic container drawer.
She has been in a food-throwing mood lately and so getting her to actually calm and taste the thing before automatically sweeping it onto the floor was complicated. We managed to get a little swipe of frosting on her lips while she was thrashing back and forth and eventually a few teeny bits managed to work their way into her mouth for her to taste. She promptly dropped the tantrum and focused her attentions on the cupcake in front of her.
Basically she ate the frosting off of it, gave the muffin below a few pokes with her index finger and then fell apart.
There you have it folks: A child who will not even eat cake.