First Class

Here it is, our first tasty (we assume since we can't eat it - trying to be healthy) cake creation! This isn't really the best photo, but I'll try to take a better one and post it. Andrew and I had a few small mishaps along the way. The stress was high because we were almost late for our cake class and our cake wasn't done baking. We had to frost it before we left, so we both wanted to get it out and cooled in a hurry. While I finished mixing the last batch of frosting Andrew took the cake out of the oven. It looked like a breaded Jell-o Jiggler! The thing was definitely not done. We put it in for another 10 minutes and mixed the color into the the frosting (for decorating). When it came out the second time it still wasn't quite done, but we were in a hurry. Andrew flipped it over onto a plate and the sides had stuck despite the generous amounts of flour dusted crisco that were smeared/sprinkled on the pan. Surgery time! First I cut off the top, then the cake had to be cut down by about an inch all around because of the missing pieces that were still attatched to the pan. So, a small crumbly cake was the canvas for our creativity.

The message on the cake may seem odd, but we figured there wasn't much we could do to make it look any worse... so why not make an Identity Theft cake. My roommate Stacey has been having problems using her Wells Fargo account recently. Andrew and I are certain that there is a crazy stalker behind it. In fact this crazy stalker is probably trying to steal her identity! So, this cake was decorated with her in mind. Hopefully this will soften the blow when she finds her account sucked dry and notices a tall man in a blond wig and heels introducing himself as Stacey following her around Provo.