Hello, Old Friend

There must be a reason this blog is still around, I think. I stopped posting nearly two years ago, but here it is, still existing.

I think I've known.

I've known that this blog would come back, eventually.

I think I'm just about ready. I've got all kinds of pretty/tasty ideas floating through my head.

I think I know why I quit and why I want to keep going.

It is not some deep, dark rooted thing. No, it is a matter of taste.

You see, I do not like fondant or jam, I do not like it Sam I am.

(Truthfully, I'm okay with jam, but fondant didn't rhyme with Sam.)

Fondant, oh, how I curse thee.

I tried, really tried to like it, but it got to the point where I couldn't be proud of what I made because I couldn't actually eat it. What good is a cake if it just looks pretty? Fondant has the effect of finding a hair in my salad. If I make a fondant covered cake, I can't eat it. End of story. The whole cake is guilty by association.

So, from here on out, it's anything but fondant. Ganache, buttercream, mousse? I can't promise meringue, but I promise I might try?

If I won't eat it, I won't post it.

Stay tuned.

More Than Eats Your Eye

I have been saving my cake making energy for the grand finale of the summer, the reason I started doing this whole decorating thing to begin with...

THE BIRTHDAY.

This will be the most important cake I've ever made. So, please forgive my absence this summer. It's been too hot, and I didn't want to get sick of making cakes before my son's birthday. I want to make him the mother of all cakes. Granted, I'm quite sure my vision of the cake and what actually comes out might be a bit different; but it's the thought that counts, right?

So here's a hint for the cake I'm making:

Introducing......GLORIA

Ahhh, it's good to be me. First a brand new camera, and now my new mixer! I truly don't care for the name Gloria, but I thought she was glorious and the shoe fits. You might think I'm strange for naming a kitchen appliance, but after using my mom's 20 some-odd old mixer that clankety clanked along and half the time did not whip or cream properly, you might think me only slightly insane.

My mom was kind enough to get this for me for my birthday (June 3, if anybody cares to send me gifts, I'd settle for comments :P). I will be gone that weekend, so she wanted to get it for me early. Thank you mom!

I had a KitchenAid before, but due to space limitations had to sell it give it up a couple of years ago. We lived in a tiny apartment and baking wasn't my thing. Plus it carried some emotional baggage with it (yeah, I know, I need to get over this attachment with inanimate objects). This one is soooo much better! She's a powerful red beast. The specs look like something you would find attached to a car. Transmission this, power that. Of course I have a lovely cake in mind for her virgin run. I shall post pics soon!