So let's start this atrocity at the beginning. It was very hot and humid yesterday where I live - not good weather for making your own whipped cream. I got the cream whipping and took out the plate I was going to put the cake on and I got the cookies out.
|chocolate wafer cookies|
|yum! fresh whipped cream|
|kind of an egg shape|
I go upstairs, and get a nice glass of wine.
|oooh wine, how you calm me|
Hours go by and my mom gets going on dinner. I decided to go check on my cake. I opened the fridge door and it was like a giant slap across the face!! Melting - melting like you wouldn't believe it!! I could feel the baking gods laughing down at me - I mean really - how hard is it to mess this cake up and here I am with a seriously messed cake. Fate was not on my side today. And all I could do was stick the cake back in the freezer, go upstairs, have some more wine, and announce to my family and guest that I had the ugliest melted cake in the freezer so don't expect too much from dessert tonight.
Dinner is over and now it's time for dessert - ugh. I reminded everyone that it's ugly as sin, and they all turn to me and say I'm sure it tastes great. I go and get the cake and plop it down on the table because at this point I'm so disgusted with it I don't even really want to look at it, let alone eat it.
|melted, destroyed and ugly|
I think it's safe to say that I will never forget this Easter. Happy for the wine, Kate for making me laugh so hard, and my family for making me feel somewhat reassured that it was just the humidity that killed the cake and it would still taste great!