Today is my hubby’s birthday! Unfortunately he doesn’t have the day…ah–he has to work on his birthday…I have always take my birthday off. It’s a tradition.
Well, here is his birthday cake. It took 2 days, 2 boxes of confectioner’s sugar, 2/3 cup of Crisco, 1/2 cup of water, 2 tsps of vanilla, a strawberry cake mix, oreos, and lots of patience.
I hate to work with black icing. So I decided in my infinite wisdom to find an alternative–crushed oreos. Apprently crushed oreos have a mind of their own. I had oreos everywhere. But it worked for the checkered flag and tires of the cake. Of course last night after finishing the cake, I realized I could have used one side of the oreo as the tires instead of the crushed version. By the way icing doesn’t stick very well to crushed oreos.
Some of the little details I wasn’t able to put in due to the fact that I was tired and was sick of icing. But all in all I think I did a pretty good job.
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I really wanted to put a little more detail into the car like the stickers, etc, but when it is 10:30 at night and you have worked a full day at the J-O-B, you want to go to bed and get some sleep, but next time I will do the little details, but here are the ones I am most proud of. If you notice the Triple A logo—all free hand! and the same goes for the “6” I found it a little easier than doing a transfer.
I have to say this was the most detailed cake I have done to date. Most of this was done from a picture off of Mark Martin’s website.
it’s beautiful !!!!
GREAT JOB 🙂
almost to pretty to eat 😉
and yes, I will agree with you, crushed oreos are the devil !!! and no matter how much you clean up and wipe down the counters, etc, you will still find little pieces of oreos months down the road !!!!!!!!!
So does this mean he will need to create a masterpiece for your birthday ???????/ / HEHEHEHEHEHE
you would think–but remember last year??? i went down to the cookie store and picked it out…he just paid for it.
maybe you could help him out this year
Awesome cake!!! I’m impressed!
I could listen to Esad read the phone book and I’d be happy. Ahhh…