Friday, December 11, 2009

I Wish I Could Blame This Cake On Pain Medication...

...but I think we all know full well, I'd do this cold sober.

He does look awfully sad though.

You know how it is, one day you're sitting around looking at the bag of store-brand pretzels no one liked, and the next thing you know, you're ramming them into the baked likeness of a porcupine. I know it isn't just me, that happens to everyone at some time or another.

And would you look how festive the leftover ganache is once you turn it into truffles? I mean, come on. Yes sir, those are some festive truffles.

In truth, I wanted to try baking something in my old Fire King bowls to get an idea how well it will work for the flying saucer cake next week. I had five egg yolks to use up, and the cake took exactly that. I love when that happens, don't you?

The baking in bowls went amazingly well, given that I still feel like a zombie. I have a good number of the cookies decorated (about 25 small tanks, the Capitol building (that came out amazingly well) and Gort) so even with being sick, I'm still (sort-of) on schedule. Tonight I'm making the Washington Monument out of sugar cubes after the kid goes to sleep. I'm still not sure what to do for the crowd of people. Mr. Eat The Blog suggested Mike and Ikes as sort of abstract people in the crowd, but I'm leaning toward sugar paste. I might change my mind after fifty or so little sugar paste people. Anyway, I'm still open to ideas if anyone has them.

I call first on the porcupine arse!


Raymond said...

OMG! Blog post of the year!

The porkypine cake pix with its pretzel stix, the beautiful holiday balls of festive colors and pondering a Washington Monument of sugar cubes. My god, I love you. Do you know that! And the Mr too! "Mike and Ike" peoples. Ta hahahaa.. you two!!

BTW, for people around the Monument, how about some Chocolate Babies:



Goody said...

Funny, I was just telling Mr. Eat The Blog that I should have married Raymond, and then he said he should have married Raymond. And we're not even French!

Anyway, you know we love you-just nothing er..French.

I'm so stuck with candy for Danny because of the nut allergy thing-even when it does not contain nuts, it might be made on shared machinery. I had found gummy army men, but couldn't use them for the same reason.The chocolate babies would have been perfect. I ended up making templates of 1950's looking people and cars from his old storybooks and I made about 25 cookies tonight. I swear, I finish one batch of dough and start chilling another. Anyway, when he gets to bed, I stay up late and start decorating. I have one week left, and losing a week to illness really put me behind.

I really hope that porcupine cake doesn't end up featuring prominently in Danny's nightmares.

Page D. said...

Oh, porcupine! That's better... before I started reading... I thought it was a baby seal with a hundred harpoons stuck in it. Whew, glad that's not what it was.

Goody said...

Nah, you don't harpoon a baby club it over the head while it screams for the mama seal. And it would be white, except for the pool of blood ;)