Who Wants Cake?

For those who don't know the story of my wedding cake, it kind of funny. KC and I got engaged at Christmas and sort of knowing this, I had made a consultation with a cake person in Utah so we could get it all taken care of while we were there. I found the perfect cake on her website and she actually had a model in her living room where we were talking. I wanted it square and on a stand but other than that, this was it. I even based my colors around it. She warned me that it wouldn't be exactly the same, and being in the cake business, I totally understood. She told me if I was really worried, I could just buy the ribbons and it would cost quite a bit less too. I liked this cake and wanted it to be just the same so I trusted her. And I thought since we didn't have to pay anything for Melody's cake, we could splurge a little on mine. This is one of the regrets of my wedding. So everything was worked out. When I walked into the reception room, I looked at the cake and let out a little gasp. Amber looked at me and without me even saying anything, she said, "we can go buy ribbons and make it look better." I just took a breath and said, "it's fine, but I don't know what she was thinking". There have been times in the bakeries that I've worked at that the mothers cry when the tiniest thing is wrong with their one year old's cake, so I thought my reaction was very kind to the woman. I just brushed it off knowing that it wasn't what the wedding was all about. It also helped my sister-in-law who was getting her cake done by the same person two months after me to make sure she was doing everything right. She talked to her over and over making sure all colors were correct. Her cake was exactly what she wanted so at least I could help a little. Besides the colors, the cake was pretty good, it was made very well and they came and boxed it up after the wedding. They meant well.

We also had another open house here in Maryland where we had about 50 or so people show up. I was working with some really great decorators and my boss said she would give me a cake for free. My friend had just started this beautiful butter cream flower decoration and she said she wanted to do it for me. I know she worked so long and so hard, and I think my boss sort of regretted her decision since we were spending so much time on wedding food. The cake turned out stunning and I felt like it made up for anything I thought was less than perfect before. Cami has more of these reception pictures on her 2006 photo link on her blog. Seeing them was the inspiration for this long-winded rant about the silly cake at my reception, but it didn't change the fact that it was the happiest day of my life.