A good friend of mine celebrated her birthday yesterday with a lovely dinner and dancing party. The venue looked spectacular with lots of tiny little fairy lights hanging down from the cornices in strings.
I was asked to make the birthday cake. Initially, I responded with caution. “What theme do you want?” I asked. Happily, the other girls hadn’t given any thought to the theme for the cake and so I could do whatever I liked. That is the best arrangement for me. On these agreeable terms, I agree to make the birthday cake without a moments further hesitation. I chose a theme of shoes and bags which I made over the past two weekends. Each set took about two to three hours so I had to start my preparations early.
The cake had two tiers, a small round chocolate cake for the top layer and a large round vanilla cake for the bottom layer. I iced each layer by applying a crumb coating of vanilla butter icing, followed with a layer of thick fondant. I also applied a thick layer of fondant to the cake board so that this two was white. I decorated the cake with pink ribbon and the four sets of shoes and bags that I had made as well as white fondant tiles hand painted with edible gold paint heralding the words “Kalli Happy Birthday”.
This was the final cake:
Here are some close ups of the sets of shoes and bags:
Fifty years in shoes
When we come into this life,
Our feet are tiny, pink and bare.
Our sweet smiles and coos,
With everyone we share.
Are first shoes are formless and soft,
A new and welcome sensation.
There are no hard walking soles,
Of us, as yet no expectations.
As we embark on life’s journey,
Our shoes mark our progression.
We soon learn to stand alone,
With no parental intervention.
All through our school days,
We wear sensible black shoes.
We can’t wait to break free,
And our school girl look to lose.
Teenage and young adult years,
Are measured in bright colours.
Carefree days, warm and happy,
We look back on golden summers.
We soon meet someone wonderful,
And unhesitatingly seek to tie the knot.
Responsibility soon creeps up on us,
As we learn to live with what we’ve got.
The wonderful gift of Motherhood,
Becomes ours to embrace and enjoy.
Although to juggle work and children,
All our ingenuity we must deploy.
And now at the middle age of fifty,
Our children are turning out okay.
While I’ve wanted to run away often,
I think I’ve finally decided I’ll stay.
by Robbie Cheadle
Robbie and Michael Cheadle are the co-authors of the Sir Chocolate Book series