The Boot.

A lot of times people will say that they don't want to eat a cake that I've made because they just can't bare to cut it. I will be the first to admit that I couldn't imagine wanting to eat this cake. It looked so much like a dirty old boot that I just couldn't get past the dirty part. I mean, sure, its made of sugar and eggs and sugar and....what? Dirty old boot? No thank-you ma'am. PS --How do you even go about serving something like that? "Anyone want some dirty old boot?" "Guu--uys -- I've got some dirty old boot. Let's eat it!" "Eat your dirty ol' boot already." "Seriously, you are NOT getting down from the table until you have finished your dirty old boot." I guess you could just look at it until it dries up and crumbles into dust. I mean, that's always an option, right? (Ewww. Dirty old boot dust.)

Punk Rock Baby

I had no idea it was possible to make something "punk" this adorable.

Variations on a Pirate Theme

Today is International "Talk Like A Pirate Day." To celebrate, I decided to make a giant pirate ship cake. Okay, that's not exactly why I made this cake. But it really is "Talk Like A Pirate Day," and I really did make this pirate ship cake. This cake is a lot like the other pirate ship I did in brown and gold, except this one is twice as big and obviously in different colors. The birthday girl is having a Pink Pirate party. “Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats” -- Henry Louis Mencken