Galette des Rois
In France, on the Festival of the Kings, on January 6, fifty million flaky galette des rois are eaten. Tucked into the soft frangipane filling is a little surprise. Everyone sits around the dining table, but the youngest child climbs underneath. As the galette is served, slice by slice, Madame points at the portion and asks: ‘Who is that slice for?’. The child calls out each person’s name, the lucky person who finds the feve in their slice is the king and the golden crown is placed on their head. As the king raises a glass everyone choruses: ‘The king drinks, the king drinks’.