Does anybody remember Friedlander & Sons? It was one of those store names from my childhood (along with Gumps and City of Paris), spoken of in such revered tones that the name alone felt magical. I’m not sure I ever stepped inside more than once or twice — that would have been in the Everett branch.
This cake platter, in its original Friedlander & Sons box, has a music box inside it that plays “Happy Birthday”. Here’s a recording of it (the clicking sounds come from winding it up) —