Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Fancy cake and flowers

This Summer has been full of weddings for me as well as our family. We had two back to back in July and they were both very beautiful.
My husbands niece was married on July 17th and she requested that I make her wedding cake and flowers for her. I wanted this to be so pretty for her so I set out weeks ahead designing her cake.

I have to admit that this is the biggest wedding cake I have ever made and was scared to death it was going to go all wrong. Nonetheless I put on my Cookie girl cape, rolled up my sleeves and licked my fingers through 30 pounds of cake frosting. It was so much fun and tasty too!

Each tier of the cake was a different flavor. I did a traditional wedding cake, a Hawaiian sunset with coconut and pineapple filling, and a Lemon cream cake with a lemon and strawberry filling.

Each moist and flavorful cake was such a big hit with the guests. My favorite has to be the traditional wedding cake. You just can't beat a classic.
The flowers were a mix of colorful blooms including pink and white roses. Yes they were absolutely fake but turned out to be very pretty. They complimented the fuchsia bridesmaid dresses perfectly.

All in all I was pleased with how things turned out and the Bride was so happy with it too. Especially the fact that the cake was black and white. She had wanted that so bad and I surprised her with it.
Her expression when she first saw the cake
is what made it for me.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

The Cookie Thief...Food for Thought

A woman was waiting at an airport one night,
With several long hours before her flight.
She hunted for a book in the airport shops.
Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.

She was engrossed in her book but happened to see,
That the man sitting beside her, as bold as could be.
Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in between,
Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene.

So she munched the cookies and watched the clock,
As the gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock.
She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by,
Thinking, "If I wasn't so nice, I would blacken his eye."

With each cookie she took, he took one too,
When only one was left, she wondered what he would do.
With a smile on his face, and a nervous laugh,
He took the last cookie and broke it in half.

He offered her half, as he ate the other,
She snatched it from him and thought... oooh, brother.
This guy has some nerve and he's also rude,
Why he didn't even show any gratitude!

She had never known when she had been so galled,
And sighed with relief when her flight was called.
She gathered her belongings and headed to the gate,
Refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate.

She boarded the plane, and sank in her seat,
Then she sought her book, which was almost complete.
As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise,
There was her bag of cookies, in front of her eyes.

If mine are here, she moaned in despair,
The others were his, and he tried to share.
Too late to apologize, she realized with grief,
That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief.

How many times in our lives, have we absolutely known that something was a certain way,only to discover later that what we believed to be true ... was not?

Source: Chicken Soup for the Soul, copyright 1996 by Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Hansen
Author: Valerie Cox