As I mentioned before, I made a wedding cake.
I don’t actually know how to make wedding cakes. As in, this was the first one I had ever done. I was privileged enough to work as a pastry chef assistant for one year, at a lovely and decadent German bakery called Guglhupf. I spent that year covered in chocolate and flour, with a terrified yet exhilarated expression that basically meant this is amazing and I am in so over my head…..
That’s kind of how I roll.
Dive in, and learn to swim.
I wanted to make their wedding cake “On one condition” I said. “If I completely fail, it has to be funny.” And Zac and Anna are awesome enough that this is possible.
And of course, as I get this odd thrill in doing things that are just beyond the edge of my skill set, the cake was tall, and had both sugar flowers and real flowers. And of course, each tier was a different flavor.
Bottom Tier~ Lemon Mousse with Strawberry and Basil
Middle Tier~ Cinnamon Mocha Buttercream with Caramel Sauce
Top Tier~ Pistachio Buttercream with Blueberry and Lemon
It was lovely, and pretty, and yummy. It tasted a little like summer and looked a lot like friendship.
My hands were shaking the whole time, putting it together. “What if the whole thing collapses? And then there is no cake? It’s their wedding day!”
I think it is exceedingly good for the human soul to occasionally do things that makes one’s hands shake. I hope for you, that you too, will dive in.
And if you completely fail, well, it could be funny. And if it’s not funny, it is still beautifully brave.