Hey! Would you look at that? It IS cake!

June 07, 2009

So I've mentioned before that I have sorta gotten into cake decorating. And it makes me feel like a spy. Because, like a spy, a cake decorator is only as good as their gadgets. Skill? Practice? Professional Training? Bah! It is all about the tools, and the professionals all know it.

So today we celebrated a birthday for my sister's twins, Gwen and Kreston. And I offered to make a cake. And as you may know, once you start decorating a cake it starts to take on a life of its own and all you really do it just direct it and hone it and turn it into what it was always meant to be.

But I was feeling really bad for all the cakes I've never made. I've got lots of nieces and nephews that I've never made cakes for (all the rest of them, come to think of it) and I really didn't want them to feel second best. A cake from Elesa is like a small piece of heaven after all.

I asked my sister if she had any requests, just for giggles, and then I promptly ignored all of them. I think I was really hoping for a request that was right along the lines of what I wanted to do anyway. but since I didn't know what that was, I had no such luck. And I was sort of having a hard time. I had no intention of making and decorating more than one cake, but how do you make a cake special for a 13 year old boy and girl? I really had no idea. So, I just made the cake whatever shape I wanted, which brought me to this point:

Whereupon I said, "What in the world should I do now?" which led me to the next logical decorating step. This:

Obviously, right? I mean, surely you would have done the same. It is only natural. I considered calling my sister to ask for Gwen and Kreston's favorite colors, but then thought better of it. If she told me their favorite colors, I might actually have to use them, and what if I didn't feel like it? No, this brown was definitely the right choice. I especially enjoy its Poo-esque qualities:

Soothing, isn't it? From there, it just felt right to keep the cake very simple, and write a lovely and concise inscription on it:

If you look closely you can tell that the first two words were actually wiped off and written over again. That's because I accidentally wrote "Mazel Tov" the first time. Whoops. Rookie Mistake. And I probably shouldn't admit it, but I just could not stop giggling to myself. This cake just tickled me pink. It really captured the essence of what I wanted to convey. I avoided the problem of how to decorate the cake to please both kids by pleasing neither of them. And I like the overall lack of other decorations and fanciness because it really says to every else "Yeah, I made them a cake, but I clearly don't love them more than you."

It also says "Poo Pearls go with everything." Which was way more than I bargained for, and is just really good to know.

(And I should probably apologize to the twins at this point, since I don't really think THEY were all that thrilled with their cake. I guess the one thing my cake didn't convey, if you can believe it, is how much I love the birthday boy and girl, which I do. Small flaw, right? It didn't even taste that great. But gosh, you can't please everyone?)

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  1. I love that cake so much. My barthday is in September. Do you take orders? Do you ship? Do you deliver? Can I put in an order? I can't wait to see what you would come up with for a 65 yr old auntie.

    At least you made enough cake to fill all the other cousins' barthdays! Now surely they all feel loved too.

  2. Haha! That's too funny. Love the poo color. I'm sure they loved it too.

  3. was this cake a ploy to get on CAKE WRECKS? Not that poo colored frosting is all the rage right now. Because it is defiantly what the "KIDS" are into right now. I'm just saying with that WHITE frosting blaring out behind the letters it might be too much.

  4. They didn't love it? Some kids just have no sense of humor on their Big Day. Whatever.

  5. For some reason, I just remembered how, in welding, when two parts of something don't quite match up, you just keep pouring molten metal in there until all the gaps are filled.

  6. Oh man, I'm laughing so hard, I could hardly click on the comment button! Bathday. As if they only bathe once a year. I'm sure they'll want to wash those poo pearls off.

  7. You had Becca, Carissa, and me laughing so hard!

  8. Speaking as one of your other nieces, I am very jealous that you've never made me a cake for my birthday or any other holiday. I'm not sure I can ever speak to you again. Oh, and, can we expect the same greatness for Harrison's birthday tomorrow?

  9. this is asia very funny elesa now make me a poo peal cake

  10. I'm just now getting caught up on your blog ... and "poo pearls" will forever go down in history as The Best Thing ... Ever.


  11. I've decided to quote you on my status for Gmail, but I just put one of your quotes up, so it has to stay there at least a day before I can use the poo pearls quote.

    The cake was definitely a big hit, and I think G & K felt very loved.

  12. hahaha i loved this post! just had to tell you, mandy and i stayed up one night reading your blog and laughing so hard, especially at this one. we especially loved the poo-esque part!
    p.s. i agree with carissa. where was my "harpy bathday" cake on my birthday?!