cake as story
Every cake should tell a story
This cake tells of the busy 90 years of my uncle Albert (pronounced Awe-burr). Busy ballroom dancing, cruising, fiddling on the computer and his favourite motorcycle. A great grandchild reads the pictures. The cake is edged by the tools he used to build things and was delivered in a Mason’s hall.
What does your cake say?
March 2nd, 2010
What a lovely blog post and what a fab cake. My cake would be chocolate and would have a big smile on its face as if it were about to divulge something really lovely, but before it could I would eat it. I’m not entirely sure what that says about my story via the medium of cake. I’m happiest when I’m being greedy?!
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