I signed up for a cake-decorating class. The class is 2.5 hours long. The cake itself and frosting are pre-made, and the class just focuses on decorating it. I figured it's a long time just to decorate a small cake, so the resulting cake must be full of sprinkles and little frosting curliques. I told my friend Lillers that I'm going to write her name on the cake.
Studio where cake class is held.
I'm really glad that in an earlier blog post, people suggested that instead of my original idea of proving that I made the cake by putting a pistachio or metal bolt into the middle, I could also just take a photo of myself with the cake in-progress.
It ended up that we made a very pristine elegant cake. I blurted out to the teacher that I already promised a friend to put her name on it, and he kindly melted chocolate so that I could fulfill my word.
Lillers opening the cake box.
Lillers' cake and Lillers.
Eating the cake, woot!
Now I know how to decorate a cake, and I feel very empowered with this knowledge! I have a dream that I'll make awesome cakes to bring to people's parties. I can make taro-flavored cakes, and almond cakes, and coffee cake!
One problem is that cake is quite unhealthy and I'd like to make a healthier version. Maybe I can substitute whole wheat flour, and use dates instead of sugar.