One of our brides-to-be is marrying a large-animal veterinarian. Her cake is pretty standard. But for him, she wants a horse's ass. As in the rear end of a horse (honey colored, with a blond tail...). The joke, apparently, is that he always has his hands up ... well ... you get it. I have actually seen one of these cakes before. But ours will have either a mannequin's arm and hands, or a pair of latex gloves as part of the set-up. Red velvet, of course.
The wedding is at the end of September, of course we'll post a photo.
We get a lot of strange requests. Some, we do, because they are fun.
Others we just have to say no to. We have an open kitchen, so you can
see us work. Body parts are definitely out. And I have said "no" to a
toilet bowl (groom's cake for a plummer), but "yes" to a volcano (with
dry ice "smoke"), and mountains (Indiana Jones theme), and barns,
bustiers, wine and champagne bottles, beer bottles (and cans), martini glasses
(just random requests for cakes, no theme here...).
But animals are fair game. Like the armadillo (think "Steel Magnolias"). And the beaver. And a deer (full size with real antlers -- and I mean REAL, from a taxidermist!), crocodile, elephant and lion. The flavor of an animal cake? Red velvet, red velvet, red velvet, red velvet , red velvet, and red velvet. Can you tell we're in Alabama?



I fell of my chair laughing. HA!
Posted by: Susanna Cesar Morton | August 23, 2008 at 12:47 PM