My first comics I drew as a kid were about tofu torturing children. My parents both worked in a tofu factory, and as a kindergartner I found that to be hell.
These days I like tofu. Especially with peanut sauce. Live and learn.
The quiet understated message in this strip completely tickles me: that if I have 7 pieces of cake, I get insanely silly, abrupt, and fork stabbing in what i think is humor in the moment. There is a bit of that gleam in her eye.