I cannot believe it has been a year since my beloved Zsa Zsa’s first birthday. Today she turns two and it would only be fitting to celebrate her birthday with more cake! Last year, we did it big, literally with this giant cupcake cake. This year my BFF, (Zsa’s Zsa’s Mommy), wanted something small and intimate, which I thought was a great choice after last year’s shebang.
She asked if I could make another cake, and I absolutely jumped at the chance. You know, nothing fancy, just a tall four layered vanilla cake with chocolate butter cream filling, decorated with fresh strawberries (Zsa Zsa’s favorite). I mean sure the cake weighed a ton, and was almost as tall as Zsa Zsa, no big deal, simple right? Hardly, but I just couldn’t resist. Especially after Zsa Zsa’s reaction when she saw her cake, she pointed and said,”Swabewwies.” Swoon.
I don’t really have a Valentine’s baby, but my BFF does! My Zsa Zsa, as I have nicknamed her, turned one yesterday. To celebrate her born day, I made her a giant cupcake cake, accompanied by red velvet and vanilla cupcakes. It was my first attempt at making and using fondant, and let me just say this was a labor of love. I know that it will never compare to what my BFF went through on the day Zsa Zsa was born, but it was exhausting. Continue reading
With Valentine’s Day only a week away, I thought I’d give some advice on how to get your significant other to pop the question, propose, or my personal favorite, thanks to Beyonce, put a ring on it. I’ve been giving it a lot of thought lately because of a couple I met at my company’s holiday party this past December. As Mr. Donut and I were getting to know Jim and Debi, they asked us how long we had been dating? I dread this question because once we tell people how long we’ve been together, it is immediately followed by why haven’t you guys gotten married yet? Don’t you want to get married? What’s the hold up? What people don’t realize is when you’ve been with someone since you were a teenager, eight years really isn’t a long time. Regardless, I hate to lie, so I told them the truth, eight years. To that we got the expected confused head tilt to the side, and then, “You’re not married yet?” To that we responded with our usual statement of, no not yet, it will probably happen one day, just not right now.