As told in my previous post, last week my parents celebrated fifty years of marriage. My brother, sister and I organized a family day for them, but my parents also threw a little party for family and friends. At first they want it all catered by the people where they hired the party location from, but I asked them if I could make the cake.
Maybe you remember the Heart Cake. A cake like that was what I had in mind and I used the Heart Cake to practice, because I wanted the cake for my parents as perfect as possible.
I baked a number 5 four times, because two of them broke in halves when I lifted them to put on top of the filling and went to the supermarket three times to get more ingredients. In the end the cake still wasn't as perfect as I wished, but nobody noticed that the filling was a bit sinked in during transportation without cooling (how does Cake Boss transport its ingenious cakes undamaged all the time?) and that the roses weren't evenly divided over the cake. Most important: my parents love the cake!