They say it's the thought that counts.When you're a perfectionist, little things like that are worse than a mosquito buzzing in your ear.
I should have learned my lesson from Chef Duff at Charm City Cakes: buy pre-made frosting. But no, silly me... I ignore the negative reviews of the recipe and charge forth. The cake itself came out wonderfully. Making the rolled fondant frosting last night instead of today? Well, that was a bad decision. As was using all the powdered sugar called for. And substituting simple syrup for corn syrup. And trying to be different and unique instead of simple and plain.
Still, with the hours of aggrivation, I will admit it does look like it's intended replication. I still have 5 more hours to worry about a few small details. I don't foresee any major disasters, though they wouldn't surprise me. Still, it's just cake. All that matters is that it tastes good and shows some thought and care. After a few cocktails, everything looks better anyway, right?
In about 7 hours, all will be forgotten. The cake will be a devoured pile of crumbs and a memory to laugh about. After all, it really is the thought that counts, right?
Happy birthday, Bill. I hope it's one of the best ones yet!
2 comments:
I am sure it will be just grand Kenny! Your so special, at least I read your blog here as I was going to buy a cake today for this evening. Your such a sweetie and I am sure your cake will be a big hit and it is even more special, because you made it from love!
Huggs to ya!
It was a delicious cake that yes, has been devoured. Even on Saturday night we were finishing it off after the play.
You're such a good friend, I truly appreciate it.
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