I think this happened because I was SO pleased with myself about how well (for me) my gumpaste Remy came out. Or perhaps because Remy himself was peeved at me posting pics of him in compromising positions as he dried in my oven (Cake Decorating thread). Or maybe just because no matter how many bazillion posts I've read here on CC I still, for the most part, have no freakin idea what I am doing. At least not when it comes to trying to wrap a 9" tall cake in fondant.
So first I wanted to try to sort of do a false "collar" style wrap so I could get a lip for the stockpot. Uh, no, that's not humanly possible. I was wrestling with the fondant like it was an alien creature on the attack (which it rather was). OK, plan B: I'll cover the cake in fondant, then add a 1" extension at the top to create the pot's lip, yeah. However covering a 6"x10" tall cake was beyond my skill level and the end result involved a pair of kitchen shears and a back of the cake that looked like Frankenstein's monster (I forgot to photograph that part. Really.). But ok, we look nearly acceptable from the front. Then it started to sag. Immediately. I willed it to stay in place with limited success, painted the whole thing copper, put the handles and Remy on and stood back and said to myself "well, it's actually kind of cute (from the front)." This was about 1am. I went to bed. (Thank goodness I photographed it. From the right angle the bulging is not glaringly offensive so I put it in my gallery LOL).
Hubby wakes up a mere 6 hours later and says "Bad news about the cake". This part really needs no description - see pics. Not content to taunt me with the destruction of its fondant wrap, the cake took Remy out too. B
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For one desperate moment, can you believe I actually attempted to see if the fondant could get back on the cake?? What was I thinking?! Then I wisely gave up and off we went to Disneyland for DD's bd. Upon our return hubby kept her out of the kitchen while I hastily whipped up a batch of simple bc to re-ice the cake, and ended up with something that was probably along the lines of what I should have done in the first place (albeit 100 times sloppier because I didn't have time to chill, smooth, create a proper lip for the pot, paint, etc.)
The utter irony here is that I was originally thinking, what a bummer, I'm about to create a spectacular cake that only myself, my hubby and my DD will even see in person. As it turns out, I was able to laugh the whole thing off ONLY because nobody else was going to see it! Of course my 3-y.o. DD didn't notice the difference, she just wanted to play with Remy (and duly amputated all of his appendages within about 10 seconds of blowing out her candles).
I'm exhausted, can I go home now?





So first I wanted to try to sort of do a false "collar" style wrap so I could get a lip for the stockpot. Uh, no, that's not humanly possible. I was wrestling with the fondant like it was an alien creature on the attack (which it rather was). OK, plan B: I'll cover the cake in fondant, then add a 1" extension at the top to create the pot's lip, yeah. However covering a 6"x10" tall cake was beyond my skill level and the end result involved a pair of kitchen shears and a back of the cake that looked like Frankenstein's monster (I forgot to photograph that part. Really.). But ok, we look nearly acceptable from the front. Then it started to sag. Immediately. I willed it to stay in place with limited success, painted the whole thing copper, put the handles and Remy on and stood back and said to myself "well, it's actually kind of cute (from the front)." This was about 1am. I went to bed. (Thank goodness I photographed it. From the right angle the bulging is not glaringly offensive so I put it in my gallery LOL).
Hubby wakes up a mere 6 hours later and says "Bad news about the cake". This part really needs no description - see pics. Not content to taunt me with the destruction of its fondant wrap, the cake took Remy out too. B

!!For one desperate moment, can you believe I actually attempted to see if the fondant could get back on the cake?? What was I thinking?! Then I wisely gave up and off we went to Disneyland for DD's bd. Upon our return hubby kept her out of the kitchen while I hastily whipped up a batch of simple bc to re-ice the cake, and ended up with something that was probably along the lines of what I should have done in the first place (albeit 100 times sloppier because I didn't have time to chill, smooth, create a proper lip for the pot, paint, etc.)
The utter irony here is that I was originally thinking, what a bummer, I'm about to create a spectacular cake that only myself, my hubby and my DD will even see in person. As it turns out, I was able to laugh the whole thing off ONLY because nobody else was going to see it! Of course my 3-y.o. DD didn't notice the difference, she just wanted to play with Remy (and duly amputated all of his appendages within about 10 seconds of blowing out her candles).
I'm exhausted, can I go home now?
















