By Pat Black
It’s the cake that intrigues me. After all this time.
There’s Peter Parker, in the middle of his studies. He’s decided not to be Spider-Man for a while, so that he can get his life back together. The daughter of his skinflint landlord, Mr Ditkowitz, knocks on his door. She’s brought him a glass of milk and some chocolate cake. The girl clearly adores him. Does Peter want some of the chocolate cake?MORE