I love cake. All flavours of cake. All styles of cake. Of course it is just as spectacular when made of soap (though the aftertaste is pretty nasty). But we are talking here about the hip-enhancement varieties of sugary, eggy, creamy, spongy delight.
Though not the most accomplished of cake makers (unlike her friends and clients, Joanne and Lori, whose work is…, well…, simply scrumptious), the Crafter does enjoy flexing her cake muscles for her prodgeny (who are not big art critics, just big cake-eaters). And ever since being introduced to the ease and creativity of marshmallow fondant (thank you Lori), she has been having a blast with birthdays. Here are the latest birthday creations for the ‘7yr-Mario Bros-crazy‘ ds and ‘9-going-on-19‘ dd:
his favourite video game
sushi platter cake: she wanted sushi for her birthday supper
So all you self-professed cake lovers, be you not so good at the piped-icing-thingy, I heartily encourage you to take the plunge into fondant and self-discovery for your next cake. Throw on a lot of gummy-candies if you get stuck. Nine-year olds are pretty forgiving that way!
On the subject of gastronomic excess…. The Crafter’s Hairy Half returned from some man-bonding East-Arm fishing with more stunning trout which he and the boys managed to smoke successfully (notwithstanding the huge scorch mark on the deck). The freezer is full to bursting now, and visions of fish-tacos dance in my head.
Here is a shot of his last catch from closer to home ready to hit the grill….
Lemon, capers, basil and onion stuffed trout. This just screams summer!
And to finish the feast (you’ll note I started with dessert first), we should indulge in a little vino and smoked goat cheese. But if you get too deep into your cups, beware the deep-sea ‘wine-horse’. He’ll be the last thing you see before you run out of oxygen….
Cheers!