On Friday morning, I had planned my schedule as such; I would rush home from work slightly earlier, chuck on the glazed fruits decoration, and get the cake delivered to the hotel, and go out and PARTY, having gotten that big load of my shoulders. To my HORROR, the hotel was VERY uncooperative about the whole thing, and this woman just nonchalantly said, "the wedding is tomorrow, so you'll have to deliver it tomorrow. We have no place to store it". And just like that, my social plans for the night were thrown into disarray. The problem with "tomorrow" is, I had to be there to support the groom at the cheep sun leong, (bargaining for bride), etc, etc. And, since the final touches of the cake involve fresh fruit, albeit glazed, I couldn't do it the on Friday night and leave it out unrefrigerated. Cursing under my breathe, I made the necessary sacrifices at the social functions I was at on Friday, to wake up at 7am on Saturday, to quickly plonk on the decoration.
The bride's theme was autumnal colors, and wanted orangey colored fruits, which are actually summer fruit.... so, using a medley of physalis, (cape gooseberries), kumquats, apricots, yellow cherries, red cherries, ...and some standby strawberries, which weren't used in the end. Oh, I had also bought some sugarpaste orange color roses, just as backup, which I didnt use, so if anyone wants about 10 rose buds of various sizes, please let me know, you can have them FOC.
Anyway, by 7.45, and 3 dozen toothpicks later, I managed to put the finishing touches, and headed off for the fun and games at the cheep sun leong, which is another story altogether.
Summer Fruit in Autumnal Colors... Glazed with apricot jam and castor sugar.
Anyway, when we subsquently arrived at the hotel, (the actual wedding commentary will be on the other blog), I was expecting to see the cake on a raised dais, on stage, far away from public scrutiny, BUT TO MY HORROR, it was placed on an eye level table,
where the cocktails were being served. That meant it was subject to close scrutiny.....but I suppose being predominantly people from our church, the scathing remarks were scarce.... but somehow or other, word LEAKED that it was me who made it. Then of course, the next reaction was disbelief...."Huh? Is there another Fatboy in FBC? (First baptist church)....Cannnot be the one who's father of four kids"....And like how Malaysians flock to an accident scene, all of a sudden, there was a crowd hovering around the cake, which was when I made my quick exit.
Epilogue : I missed the cake cutting!!!! ARGH!!! I didn't hear the announcement, and was milling around the other end of the foyer, chit chatting. Got there on time for the bride to give me a thumbs up. As expected, the vanilla butter cake was okay, and some even had nice words....but the chocolate butter cake, (1st and 2nd floor), was a tad dry....what surprised me was, the fondant actually tastes quite nice. Sickly sweet of course, but reminds me of my childhood. Anyway, BRIDE AND GROOM, when and if you read this, I take this opportunity to thank you for having so much faith in me, and it has been, in retrospect, something REALLY blogworthy, and an experience that I will remember and cherish for years to come. God bless you both.