It’s a cake kind of day.
Trepidation. Fear and trembling. You know: your basic I-don’t-really-know-what-the-heck-I-am-doing-but-I-will-try-it-anyway-knowing-the-party-is-an-hour-or-two-away-and-if-it-doesn’t-work-out-the-whole-thing-is-RUINED kind of day. I roll like that.
Today is Amelie Belle’s party. Because she is 2 now. She is a cutie-patootie and her Nonna loves her. So, she is getting (not sure if it was her actual request or just her mama’s, hehe) a 2-tier pale-pink ruffle cake with a bow on top.
Bottom tier: triple-layered chocolate fudge cake with with chocolate fudge filling. Yes, you can see some chocolate peeking through. Because I hurry.
Top tier: double-layered lemon-poppy-seed with some very delish fresh lemon curd for filling.
The ruffle technique. First time try. Whole cake covered: 7 minutes. Nice, fast way to go!
The cake stand, btw, is a ice cream dish and a plate, both from The Dollar Tree, glued together. Pale blue pain inside the upside-down ice cream dish. Needs a touch-up, but simple and quick.
3 thoughts on “The great and fearful day of the cake”
Cake…..there was cake? Why was I not notified?
Oh, Bry. :)
Oh my goodness! You roll like that? And here I thought you did like those people on the food network with a trial run practice cake and worked out the timing and all so that perfection would be served amide oohs and awes. Now my high (my hand is across my face a la Scarlett O’Hara) thoughts of your awesome cake making has been dashed. You’re just mere mortal after all. ;)