I am fizzing with excitement! My boy is marrying a beautiful, smart, strong and lively woman. She fits right into this family already. It isn't often that all three of my boys are together in one place. That happens this week. On the day of the wedding they'll all be in kilts!
The happy couple asked me a while ago if I would make "the cake". I am not a professional baker, but I do love to make cakes. It turns out that my son and his bride don't like traditional fruitcake. They like my carrot cake and as that is what they like, would I make it. I was so flattered. Of course I'll make it for them.
Just as soon as I said I would, I wondered what I had agreed to. I can bake with my eyes closed so I have no worries in that department but I want it to look pretty! I don't want it ending up on cakewrecks.com. In fact, I can't look at that site without my heart sinking just a little. I'll just make the traditional icing for carrot cake, cream cheese icing and make it as smooth as my non-professional hands can make it. We'll get it on the stand, a ribbon goes around each tier and we're done. Once it is cut, nobody cares. I have actually had ingredients donated for this cake. My friend Helen gave me eggs from her hens.
Our only other job is to dress nicely and show up.
The Man of the Place bought a new suit for the occasion and I bought a new dress.
I also have a new hat. To be revealed to the public on the day.