So when I was inspired to make a two tier wedding-esque cake last night, I was probably overreaching. Especially because the cake was a surprise for my boyfriend. And we're not engaged.
Friend: Ummm, did you seriously just make a wedding cake for M?
Me: kinda, i guess
Friend: What's next? Are you going to surprise him with a Seating Chart?
|Honey, I hope you like yellow cake, frosted with subliminal intentions!|
The challenge for me was creating a ~5inch layer with only using a 9inch pan. It was like that story of the shrinking paper heart: snip snip snip. Also: umm hello? frosting the crumbly-cut side of a cake is a miserable task.
Cake finally assembled, and decorated with baby's breath and green hydrangeas that M picked me up earlier that day. Add a last minute wooden
And jokes aside, M LOVED that I made him a cake, and he didn't even mention that it was suspiciously matrimonial. :)
PS: there really were no subliminal intentions. Just too much Pintrest lately.