Fail

Here's a fail. I didn't have time to think of the design, the cake crumbled and caved in and I had to find a way to fix it since I didn't have time to make another one. It is not pretty. I wanted to cover it with marshmallow fondant, but since it caved in, I poured ganache on it and filled the hole with glazed fruit. The cake was so uneven that the fruits started to slide down the back, taking the ganache with it.

Actually, it had more success for its taste than most of the cakes I have made so far. Another proof that being pretty isn't everything.

(It looked even worse when we arrived with it at the dinner)

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I dislike being rushed and having to prepare at the last minute. When it comes to baking, advising me at the last minute means that my mind goes completely blank. I usually have loads of idea... but tell me I need to prepare a cake for the next day and I will not know what to do with myself. That is what is happening right now. We have been invited. Everyone expects me to bring the cake, but no one will ask or be disappointed. I'm putting the pressure on myself.

And the result is, I have no cake, no idea for a cake, and no desire to bake since I don't know what I'm baking. That will not be a great cake.

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My husband loves our decorating projects. In fact, he also has his own.

For Halloween, we were invited to my sister's and we usually bring the cake because of our son's allergies.

He worked harder than I did on this one. I baked the cake. He decorated. It's all his. I followed his directives. He thinks that when I have a bakery, he will be my boss.

Here's the cake: