Question: How can you take flour, butter, sugar, eggs, and oil and turn it into a few hundred dollars?
Answer: Make a wedding cake.
Yes, it's amazing what bakeries can ask you to pay for custom cakes. Highway robbery, even. So as I was driving around in Chattanooga with my mom today, the thought occurred to me...I love baking. And I am actually fairly good at it. In my early twenties, I hosted a bible study every Monday night for junior high youth leaders, and they were my baking guinea pigs. Every week I would try out a new scrumptious-sounding recipe with them: cakes, cookies, brownies, tarts, you name it. And there were rarely any leftovers.
So, I asked my mom: "Would it be completely crazy of me to try to make my own wedding cake?"
Her response, without a moment's hesitation, "Um, yes."
But, I'm not entirely convinced that it's a terrible idea. It might even be a therapeutic exercise in the midst of a crazy week. Unless, of course, the cakes burn, or the icing runs, or the oven breaks, or something else goes horribly wrong. But, I try not to focus on such things. So, our wedding cake just might be a TT original.
And with the luck I've had with wedding dress shopping, I just might be making my dress, too...although that seems a much more dangerous enterprise...
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Do it! Do it! DO IT! DO IT! Bake that cake, baker lady! Do it! Do it! And save me and Kimberly a slice!
I think you would do an awesome job, being one of the members of those youth group leader meetings :-) I still think about those blonde brownies, and make ooey gooey to make friends and influence people!
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