Since my last blog post a worldwide pandemic has erupted. We're halfway through week 3 of being quarantined to our homes and everyone is starting to get a bit stir crazy (even introverts like myself). People are doing all kinds of crazy shenanigans (like TikTok- insert eye roll emoji- ), including accepting challenges like this #nailedit challenge someone from church invited Jon and I to join in on.
We had to recreate this^ masterpiece, which was intimidating to say the least. I've never attempted fondant before, like ever. I also have a history of making my iced cupcakes look like the poop emoji, accidentally of course. But Greenlaws always enjoy a challenge. ;)
I acknowledge that a blog post as means of documentation is way extra, but doing Facebook Live or any kind of video is just too intimidating for this introvert.
The bottom layer is two stacked, round cakes with icing in between the layers. A friend told me that I could double the amount of icing if I used my mixer. I'll be honest, I was super shocked that it worked. But one tub of icing lasted frosting the bottom two cakes around the outsides/in between as well as between the top two layers.
So this contest was supposed to be for amateurs, but what the judges don't know is that Jon is my secret weapon. He's actually semi-profesh. He won a first place trophy with his dad for baking the tallest cake in first grade. (This was by accident though, and the cake was affectionately named "The Blob.")
Anyways, we made two more cakes and cut them smaller for the top layers. Stacked again with frosting. Our kids are gonna be in a sugar coma when they try a slice of this...
Let me just say, no amount of money can ever tempt me to use fondant again. No food bribes either- that includes tacos. This was so time consuming and hard. Thank goodness my husband thrived in his college pottery class and I happen to be a mom expert on Play-Dough. Same same, right?
At this step we realized we made a mistake. The fondant should've gone on the bottom layer as one whole piece before we frosting-glued the smaller layers on top. But it was too late because everything was already stuck together. Oops.
We had to cut a hole out of the center to slide it over a piece of the top layer. Improvising worked though.
Thankful my husband is a perfectionist when it comes to details because I was FED UP with this stuff. Just, nope.
I give 100% of that credit to my husband.
I am aware that my husband looks extremely unamused. I promise you, he was having a truckload of fun. He was just "in the zone". And this cake was taking its toll on us after a grueling two days of hard work. (We now look like 70 year olds.)
FOR THE FINAL PRODUCT...
These flowers are ALL my husband's handiwork.
Yes, I am aware that it appears as though our sweet bunny friend has leprosy on his belly. We love him anyways. No ostracizing in this house.