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solitary_summer) wrote2009-11-08 03:46 pm
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Aaand... the cake in question:

I stupidly asked my sister what she thought my niece would like, and after a while she came up with the idea of a cake like a train. Five hours, one minor break-down when I had the finished cake, but no idea whatsoever how to turn it into a train, a lot of inept cutting and improvising with chocolate glaze, and then I liked it for maybe 2.5 minutes, simply because of, oh, train! it actually looks like a train!, before starting to hate it again because it was so completely cakewreck-y. Good thing the niece is only three and has no standards when it comes to birthday cakes.
I stupidly asked my sister what she thought my niece would like, and after a while she came up with the idea of a cake like a train. Five hours, one minor break-down when I had the finished cake, but no idea whatsoever how to turn it into a train, a lot of inept cutting and improvising with chocolate glaze, and then I liked it for maybe 2.5 minutes, simply because of, oh, train! it actually looks like a train!, before starting to hate it again because it was so completely cakewreck-y. Good thing the niece is only three and has no standards when it comes to birthday cakes.
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I've no idea what it's called in English either—it's 'Schwedenbombe' in German, or maybe more precisely in Austrian-German, because I think they're called something different again in Germany...
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The main problem was that the chocolate glaze dried much too fast...
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But I guess I really need to get my perfectionist streak under control... Thank you. :)