You know......those days when you really want everything to be perfect and NOTHING IS!!!! I have made this strawberry layer cake about 100+ times. I never think about what I'm doing. I never stress over it. It's always perfect and a hit. So for Nic's birthday, his mom asked me to make a cake/dessert to bring to her house. The entire crew was to be there(that includes Nic's mom, step-dad, Nic, me , Blake, Lana, Hunter, Matt, Grace, Mark, Christina, Hoss, and January). This is just immediate family but it's still a lot of people to feed. I get up and start making everything and all is well until..........I start mixing my whipped icing. It was runny. I did everything the same and it flopped. Nic is trying to calm me. I'm growing more angry by the second. And I start to assemble the layers. Cake, then strawberries, then whipped icing, cake, then strawberries, then whipped icing(with a little force from frustration), then last layer of cake BAM!!!!!!! I lost it. I slammed the last layer on and lost it. That explains the picture. My hand may have gone through a layer or two. Needless to say it still tasted good. I cut it up and put it in a nice parfait bowl and it looked perfect. I brought it to his mom's and brought it home empty. Why I let stupid things upset me so much I'll never know.
Monday, June 11, 2007
One of those days!!
You know......those days when you really want everything to be perfect and NOTHING IS!!!! I have made this strawberry layer cake about 100+ times. I never think about what I'm doing. I never stress over it. It's always perfect and a hit. So for Nic's birthday, his mom asked me to make a cake/dessert to bring to her house. The entire crew was to be there(that includes Nic's mom, step-dad, Nic, me , Blake, Lana, Hunter, Matt, Grace, Mark, Christina, Hoss, and January). This is just immediate family but it's still a lot of people to feed. I get up and start making everything and all is well until..........I start mixing my whipped icing. It was runny. I did everything the same and it flopped. Nic is trying to calm me. I'm growing more angry by the second. And I start to assemble the layers. Cake, then strawberries, then whipped icing, cake, then strawberries, then whipped icing(with a little force from frustration), then last layer of cake BAM!!!!!!! I lost it. I slammed the last layer on and lost it. That explains the picture. My hand may have gone through a layer or two. Needless to say it still tasted good. I cut it up and put it in a nice parfait bowl and it looked perfect. I brought it to his mom's and brought it home empty. Why I let stupid things upset me so much I'll never know.
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