Monday, August 10, 2009

Seven! aka The Cake

Hazel is a planner, and she started planning for her end-of-July 7th birthday sometime in June. Probably on the car ride home from Colorado, during one of the brief interludes between Harry Potter books. "A Jungle theme, " she announced, "No, wait - Rainforest!"

Once I was ready to start planning too, we pulled out the World Book, #16 Q-R (mysteriously missing from the shelf today, I see), and as I read from the rainforest entry, she jotted down the creatures and plant life she wanted to incorporate into her cake:
  • Elephants (only her 2nd favorite living creature)
  • Tigers
  • Trees
  • Jaguars
  • Giraffes (she started getting carried away from the rainforest theme)
  • Capybara (She caught my interest here. Could I use her cake as my Village Fete entry? I could!)
  • Ants
  • Hippos
  • I'm sure there are more, the list seemed endless.
After enduring days of begging and pleading, I took the girls with me to the toy store and the cake decorating store to see what we could find, and ended up with the makings of a pretty decent rainforest. Once home, Hazel plotted out her design in the empty cake pan, and took pictures as an aide-memoire.

Even the jars of sprinkles were placed just so.

I baked the cake the night before her birthday (Thanks, Deb, this recipe was all you said it would be), adding some cocoa powder to satisfy her demand for a chocolate cake. (I also used Deb's icing, and seriously, sour cream and good chocolate work really well together.)

The next morning, I iced the cake, and then Hazel's super-creative Aunt M helped her execute her plan, while I hovered with the camera. Truly, Hazel did most of the work, from start to finish - she was rightly proud of it. See for yourself:

Don't think I had nothing to do with the design, however. I did ensure that the Playmobil family of Wild Boars were considered Capybara instead, and I also made sure one capybara was swimming, as they do, (that blue bit was a river, could you tell?) and that one was eaten by the vicious alligator. As I'm sure the alligators do.


Vetmommy said...

That is a totally awesome cake!!! Everyone involved should be proud!

PS welcome back

peevish said...

That cake is not nearly ugly or disastrous enough to win the fete, I'm afraid. It is far too beautiful. Maybe Emma could create a special category for it. Well done, Hazel, et al! Nice photos, too!

phd in yogurtry said...

I do like that blue river. It took me back to my days on the Frio! Thanks for that, Hazel!

Helena Halme said...

Very impressive. Oh dear, I think I might be just a teeny weeny bit jealous. Of cake, of decorations that I'm sure you can't get in the UK, of the artistic abilities of various members of your family (and you), of everything. WOW.

screamish said...

hey, VERY cool cake. i was brought here by your comment on Belgian Waffles blog, needing to know more about your stepmother and dead animal heads in freezer but your cake expertise has neutralized it...i am impressed....definite Village Fete material...

Sinda said...

Thanks, everyone, for the compliments. I have conveyed them all to Hazel, to whom they are justly due.

Helena, I've just been to your blog and read all 15 installments in one go. More, please? And maybe we could arrange a cultural exchange?

Screamish, I'm glad the cakes canceled out the frozen dead animals for you. It took MANY years for me to neutralize those memories. I want to hear more about your 16th century house!

Helena Halme said...

Sinda, Thank you for the follow, I really appreciate it, and I'm glad you're enjoying my (now) epic tale...part 16 is in the editing room.