When I was growing up (and maybe even now), my favorite movie, hands down, was Father of the Bride with Steve Martin. Franck (Martin Sheen) made me want to be a wedding coordinator, which remains my fantasy job. In real life I took a turn down a less exciting road: law school.
Here is the picture of the wedding cake Annie selected at Franck's suggestion. Her dad had a hard time swallowing the $1200 price, arguing that his first car didn't cost that much. The movie is a classic. If you haven't seen it, stop reading and go rent it. Now.
Our perfect cake from our perfect day :)
Made by The West Side Bakery in Akron, Ohio, this is the culmination of months of searching through hundreds (or thousands?) of pictures. There were many cakes that I thought were "the one," but go figure, of all things to have an opinion about, my husband voiced his dislike for a few of my intended cakes. In the end, we came up with a design we both loved--or at least I loved it, I'm not sure my husband would admit to ever "loving" a cake.
Our medium-sized wedding in no way called for a 5-tier cake, but my infatuation with cakes overruled the logic. The top two tiers are styrofoam, and the rest is pure deliciousness.
My favorite layer was banana with fudge filling. Also, this is definitely buttercream.. no fondant in sight.
While I love the smooth perfected look of fondant, it can't hold a candle to the taste and texture of buttercream. And what is the point of all those calories if you're just lukewarm about the indulgence?
Enough about the taste.. not the point of this blog.
The scrolls are loosely inspired on the scroll-work on our invitations. Surrounded by a bed of delicate flowers, set against a soft curtain backdrop, this cake captures the romantic feel of a wonderful day.
You should drop law and go 100% into bakery and wed. coordination. There are too many lawyers and judges in the world today.
ReplyDeleteI saw that movie more than 20 times when I was youngster and now, when I see it, I always think about how normal (and boring) life becomes when you don't have a huge plan or a fantastic thing to achieve. I miss those days and how everything has a price. Normality has the price of boredom...