Sunday, December 6, 2009

The Cake: Part Two, a Photo Essay

6 a.m. on the morning before the wedding, I was up and rolling fondant. Note the smile and the crazed look in my eyes.
The smallest cake, covered. Finally. I will not go into detail, because I never want to re-live the experience, but the smallest layer was the hardest to cover neatly. Strange.

Placing the small, edible pearls around the border of each layer.
More Pearls...
Ribbons placed, waiting to be delivered to the Orange Lawn Tennis Club.
The cake! Finally decorated, flowers arranged, no more worries.

The only, and blurry, picture I have so far of us cutting the cake.

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