You know how that last thing you eat before you get sick gets a bad rap for the next couple of weeks, months or years? I'm afraid that, that was the fate of this poor cake. Baby Me My birthday was last weekend and my little family was sick through it's entirety. It started with my son, who proceeded to spew chunks just as I was picking him up out of his highchair to comfort him. I have never seen so much vomit come out of a little person. It covered the entire left side of my face, got on my glasses,...
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We have been freezing our little behinds off over here in the land of Norge. The sun is still refusing to show it's shining face and the cutting wind is making our walks to the grocery store not quite as enjoyable as they once were. I must be burning a lot more calories though because not only am I practically running everywhere I go, but my body is working hard at not becoming a solid mass. I know that Max is feeling it too because after his morning porridge he runs around the house teeth chattering, looking like he is...
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When I was in high school my sister-in-law and I decided to make a cake as a surprise for my mom's birthday. We successful snuck her trusty mixer out of the house to the church next door, giddy with excitement that we were going to pull off such a wonderful surprise. We got to work, with me manning the mixer and feeling ultra important. I was doing so well and everything was going swimmingly. I left the mixer for a moment and continued on my mary way to complete the other important tasks in front of me. Suddenly we were...
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I failed. Miserably. Two failures in a row, people are going to stop visiting this blog pretty soon. Well, I shouldn't say it was a complete failure. The cakes turned out beautifully, the buttercream was exquisitly delicious, and the caramel was caramely. What killed me was the assembly and pretty much everything else surrounding this whole situation. It took me three days to make this cake. One day to bake, another day to make the buttercream and then find out that both of the batteries for my camera were dead, and another to finally assemble this monstrosity. I thought I would...
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