I recently attended my friend Nicole's wedding on July 4th. Ironic, I know, with the whole independence day but getting married idea. She asked me to make her wedding cake :) I made a wedding cake for my other friend and it was a little stressful but I felt that it was a great learning experience and that this time around it would be a little easier. By a little easier I truly mean a LITTLE easier. The bottom layer was carrot cake, the middle layer was going to by styrofoam (delicious!) and then the top layer was going to be carrot cake. There was a separate sheet cake that was white cake with chocolate buttercream frosting. Despite blowing out my tire on the way from Vegas to LA, I thought I was off to a good start.
Baking the cakes was the easy part. Only a slight mishap where I didn't put enough eggs in and therefore the cake came out de
nse but delicious. The frosting was what killed me. My buttercream did not want to come together. I finally had to call it quits for the night and start fresh in the morning. After sleeping for a couple of hours I felt like I was off to a good start. We had to pick up the cake display (an entirely different ordeal in itself) only to discover that it hadn't been polished in ages. My wonderful boyfriend polished it while I finished the cake. We ran off to the wedding ceremony and then back to the house to put the finishing touches on the cake before transporting it to the reception. Once at the reception, we added the flowers and a little bit of sparkle and it was out of my hands. Then I had to wait for the reviews: EXCELLENT! Phew. Glad that it is over now and that it all turned out well. Most importantly, that the bride and groom were happy with it.
I recently attended my friend Nicole's wedding on July 4th. Ironic, I know, with the whole independence day but getting married idea. She asked me to make her wedding cake :) I made a wedding cake for my other friend and it was a little stressful but I felt that it was a great learning experience and that this time around it would be a little easier. By a little easier I truly mean a LITTLE easier. The bottom layer was carrot cake, the middle layer was going to by styrofoam (delicious!) and then the top layer was going to be carrot cake. There was a separate sheet cake that was white cake with chocolate buttercream frosting. Despite blowing out my tire on the way from Vegas to LA, I thought I was off to a good start.
Baking the cakes was the easy part. Only a slight mishap where I didn't put enough eggs in and therefore the cake came out de
nse but delicious. The frosting was what killed me. My buttercream did not want to come together. I finally had to call it quits for the night and start fresh in the morning. After sleeping for a couple of hours I felt like I was off to a good start. We had to pick up the cake display (an entirely different ordeal in itself) only to discover that it hadn't been polished in ages. My wonderful boyfriend polished it while I finished the cake. We ran off to the wedding ceremony and then back to the house to put the finishing touches on the cake before transporting it to the reception. Once at the reception, we added the flowers and a little bit of sparkle and it was out of my hands. Then I had to wait for the reviews: EXCELLENT! Phew. Glad that it is over now and that it all turned out well. Most importantly, that the bride and groom were happy with it.
