Every now and then I get the urge to whip up something crafty in the kitchen. Usually cake. Or cookies, or maybe brownies, or cake. Sometimes cupcakes. Or just a regular cake.
Whatever. I like cake. Quit judging me.
While my creations are far from bakery-worthy, some of them do turn out pretty darn cute, like the floral-embellished one for the last day of Flower School class, or the gingerbread-house cake I made for Christmas this year. Even my Colts cupcakes for the Superbowl turned out well, and let me tell you, I was ready for that to be a fail post.....so much so that I documented the entire process so that I could prove to party attendees that I really had tried when I showed up sans dessert!
But sometimes, despite my best efforts, we wind up with a hot mess on our hands- something that undoubtedly would make its way to the annals of Cake Wrecks if I were a professional.
Here's what happened.
As we packed up to go home on Easter Sunday, unbeknownst to me my boyfriend's mother slipped an ENTIRE UNEATEN BAKERY CAKE into our take-home bag of leftovers. The cake was somewhat of a white elephant gift, since no one wanted to take the whole dang thing home and no one wanted to cut it.
Furthermore, it was a German Chocolate cake, which I have a love/hate relationship with. It starts off amazingly- chocolate cake with chocolate icing, but then you add coconut, which in my humble cake-loving opinion totally ruins the entire top layer of frosting goodness. Find a bakery that also insists on coconut in the icing between the layers and you might even see me cry.
Ahem. Back to the FAIL.
Regardless of how I personally feel about the coconut, the fact is I had an entire yummy cake and a number of people coming over for dinner before the NCAA Championship game, in which the Butler Bulldawgs were playing. So I decided to jazz up the cake with a little bit of blue spray frosting- maybe a paw print, a little "Go B.U.!" lettering, and call it a day.
Things did not so much go as planned.
My blue paw print looked more like, as one friend put it, "a deranged blue flower?" and my hello-I'm-learning-to-write lettering left many guessing as to what I was actually trying to convey.
But it was worth the laughter. Because after all, it WAS cake!!!
Whatever. I like cake. Quit judging me.
While my creations are far from bakery-worthy, some of them do turn out pretty darn cute, like the floral-embellished one for the last day of Flower School class, or the gingerbread-house cake I made for Christmas this year. Even my Colts cupcakes for the Superbowl turned out well, and let me tell you, I was ready for that to be a fail post.....so much so that I documented the entire process so that I could prove to party attendees that I really had tried when I showed up sans dessert!
But sometimes, despite my best efforts, we wind up with a hot mess on our hands- something that undoubtedly would make its way to the annals of Cake Wrecks if I were a professional.
Here's what happened.
As we packed up to go home on Easter Sunday, unbeknownst to me my boyfriend's mother slipped an ENTIRE UNEATEN BAKERY CAKE into our take-home bag of leftovers. The cake was somewhat of a white elephant gift, since no one wanted to take the whole dang thing home and no one wanted to cut it.
Furthermore, it was a German Chocolate cake, which I have a love/hate relationship with. It starts off amazingly- chocolate cake with chocolate icing, but then you add coconut, which in my humble cake-loving opinion totally ruins the entire top layer of frosting goodness. Find a bakery that also insists on coconut in the icing between the layers and you might even see me cry.
Ahem. Back to the FAIL.
Regardless of how I personally feel about the coconut, the fact is I had an entire yummy cake and a number of people coming over for dinner before the NCAA Championship game, in which the Butler Bulldawgs were playing. So I decided to jazz up the cake with a little bit of blue spray frosting- maybe a paw print, a little "Go B.U.!" lettering, and call it a day.
Things did not so much go as planned.
My blue paw print looked more like, as one friend put it, "a deranged blue flower?" and my hello-I'm-learning-to-write lettering left many guessing as to what I was actually trying to convey.
But it was worth the laughter. Because after all, it WAS cake!!!
