In any case, on the Sunday after Epiphany, family and friends meet to share the cake. A small porcelain figurine is baked into each - and whoever finds this in their piece is King or Queen for the day. The Maison Philippe Conticini in Paris has emancipated tradition and dedicated the cake to women: La Galette des Reines.
You don't have to be a child to be happy about the figure called "fève" like a snow queen and to get in high spirits. I still remember my first “Galette des Rois” invitation as a newcomer to Paris, which turned into a champagne feast. With the crown on my head, whenever I was called "La Reine Boit", the Queen, I had to empty my glass. Likewise the king of the evening, who found his "fève" in the second cake. To make it short: The next morning I woke up with a headache in the strange king's chamber. By the way, it didn't turn into a love story!
A small loss of control without historical consequences. Throughout French history, entire battles are said to have been lost because of this tradition, with garrisons drinking themselves out of battle with the battle cry "Le roi boit". The Christian tradition of the Epiphany Cake has its pagan origins in Saturnalia, a Roman festival between late December and early January, when all moral and social barriers fell. The Romans proclaimed the slave "King for a day" who found a bean in his cake.
The Galette des Rois, which today is primarily a family festival for children, is no longer lived quite as anarchically. The popular cake is no longer only available around Epiphany, but long before and after. According to the profane creed: Queen is whoever wants to feel like that.