For a year I've been toying with the idea of turning it into a graveyard. First I'd make the Ganache-y Icing all bumpy and wild, then I'd sprinkle some shaved chocolate on top for a freshly dug grave and then have a hand reaching out. Spooky!
|This is my picture, hail the glory of office lights.|
Of course reality hit when I was making my cake. I'm not the best cake decorator. I'd like to learn but I haven't yet. I've done a bit of marzipan with my guides so I knew how to knead the colour into the marzipan and a little bit about how to shape it but I lack the delicacy of someone who really knows what they are doing.
As for the floor of my little graveyard I spread the icing on the top so perfectly smoothly that I had to go back and mess it up. I've never spread icing smoothly in all my life so no idea what that was all about. Then for the life of me I couldn't get the sides smooth. Some things stay the same at least.
|This one is from Amy|
I have a lot to learn about decorating cakes but I love this one anyway.