I have this friend named Nick. He's a pretty cool guy. Probably one of my best guy friends (besides my husband naturally). Anyway...he met a girl named Bonnie (sweet name isn't it?). And after many years of singledom, Nick's been taken off the market. Officially.
A couple weeks ago Nick and Bonnie got married. :)
But let's back up a little...some odd months before the blessed event, I got suckered into making their wedding cake. I'm not sure how that happened. Maybe it was because I was so happy that he was getting married. Maybe it was because Bonnie is just too sweet to say no to. Maybe it was a temporary case of delirium set on by sugar (there happens to be a lot of that around my house). In any case it all led to one crazy experience that will be forever known in my house as:
After a handful of phone calls and texts back and forth I figured out that the groom was in charge of the cake. And my instructions in the end was :
make it taste good
So after a fairly stressful week (I had some cookies due that week too. Pics in a later post) this is what ended up at the church:
Ya know...it's not Ron Ben-Israel...but not too bad.
I gotta say. Cakes are hard. And time consuming. And stressful.
Bottom tier: Double chocolate with raspberry mousseline buttercream
Middle tier: Lemon cake with vanilla mousseline buttercream
Top tier: White Velvet cake with citrus curd buttercream
And gumpaste flowers
Over all the end result is probably worth the work when you get to look at this large culinary creation sittin on a table in the middle of the reception...and then of course there is the moment it's cut into. I actually think I get a greater thrill from that than anything else. I like to see the perfectly even layers of cake and icing.
If I get a chance I will post pictures of the carnage....
Congratulations Nick and Bonnie!!