And so, the morning of the big day, the frosting was made and the cake assembled.
I was nervous about this frosting/filling; when you've never done it before, it's hard to know for sure what "thickened and bubbly" ought to look like. How thick? How bubbly? And what's going to happen if I don't get it thick enough? And what if it overcooks?
But rather than letting fear overcome, I used my best judgment; it stuck to the cake pretty well and I hoped that was a good sign.
And did I mention that I also am now the proud owner of a round cake carrier? Here we are, ready to drive to Arkansas.
Cute candles, are they not?
Closer up.
Cute family, are we not? (Someone smart knew we had to make the photo before starting in on food, or else we never could have gotten all those young ones back in one place. And their shirts would likely not have been as clean as they are.)
They let me light the candles.
Happy Birthday, Daddy!
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Happy birthday Sheila's dad, and congratualtions on discovering your inner cakemaker! What amazes me is you dared to transport it!
Yeah, I was nervous about that. Held it in my lap the whole way. I just didn't know if we would get there in time, with picking up balloons and setting up the room, to finish it up over there.
It survived, with a little inch-long piece where the cake bumped the carrier, but it was easily smoothed over.
(Of course the candles waited till we got there.)
And it was good, to boot!
Yum! The cake is beautiful and I bet was oh so good!!! Why did you score the cake? I've never seen that done.
Jennifer, I didn't score it intentionally. I put them on those little cooling racks, and it left an impression. I was thinking, though, you could do that and turn it so you had perpendicular crossing lines, then sprinkle xxx sugar on them, and it would look kind of neat!
It was delicious!!!
That's my favorite kind of cake!
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