You know how in that last post I was talking about my compulsive need to do everything myself? Yes well. I made my own wedding cake.
This was my first time stacking a three-tier cake (or any multi-tiered cake), and also my first time making gumpaste flowers. Did I practise beforehand? No. Did I decide to go full-tilt the week before my wedding and just do it? Yes. Was it a good idea? Well... that depends.
So a bit about me: I'm one of those people who insists on doing everything myself BECAUSE I CAN. My poor dear husband suffered greatly from this while we were engaged. My level of involvement in our pre-wedding activities bordered on the insane, not so much because I cared how things looked but because I am Italian and Italians are thrifty and we do things our gosh darn selves.
I can't remember how these cookies came to be. A wonderful woman from my office at the time (who despite all odds is still a loyal client, hooray!) had ordered them for a bridal shower. But I don't recall how the conversation about cookies even started. Had I decorated sugar cookies before and have subsequently blocked the memory? Was I so confident in my artistic skills that I blindly accepted a random challenge? I have no idea.
About the Author
Hi, I'm Adriana! I'm a compulsive baker of goods, an artist, a chorister, and a lover of the 90’s. I've hiked across Spain and can catch my own fish for dinner.