Title courtesy of my extremely proud boyfriend.
This was a Christmas creation, but now seems like a good time to post it.
This is chocolate gingerbread, covered in royal icing. 42 swords adorn the base, and it was incredibly sturdy once iced.







Title courtesy of my extremely proud boyfriend.
This was a Christmas creation, but now seems like a good time to post it.
This is chocolate gingerbread, covered in royal icing. 42 swords adorn the base, and it was incredibly sturdy once iced.







I’d like to tell you about the worst cake I’ve ever baked. Probably best not to look if you’re uncomfortable with blood, teeth and sweet, delicious Frankensteined fondant flesh.
I run a facebook group where I post cakes with threatening auras. These can be either deliberate or unintentional. To celebrate hitting a milestone for members, I proposed that I would bake a cake, with the features to decided by vote. The top results were the following:
Honestly the minion part was the worst for me. Here’s my process for creating a cake so terrible that the question “cake or death?” yields 50/50 results.





My friend Jules and I made a cake for a mutual friend’s birthday. The said friend loves. chicken. nuggets.



I made this for a friend’s birthday, and it was my first attempt at using fondant. It’s the moon from Majora’s Mask. Someday I’d like the make a version that was only the moon.
I used the claymation tools I got from the Aardman exhibition in Melbourne and I loved sculpting it.

First, I carved the cake, including adding the nose.

Then it was covered in jam for adhesion. Also AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Then the shroud of fondant. It was a very delicate process, and it did tear in some places as I moulded it to the cake

I painted the face using food dye and used black fondant to create the darkest spaces. I was very happy with the eyes.

Finally, it was placed on top of the base cake.
I figured that even if the moon didn’t work, there would still be a functional cake to devour. Ultimately it was tasty and horrifying and the birthday boy at the nose with gusto. It was very jam -y, apparently