Cake Tuesday: trio.

It rained this morning. At the coffee shop a somewhat crazy person grabbed my arm and said "CAN YOU BELIEVE IT'S RAINING??"

"No," I said. "I cannot." I looked at the sky. "And yet, there it is."

"Are you being SARCASTIC??!" She looked annoyed. "Because I have lived here since NINETEEN-EIGHTY-FIVE and it has NEVER, EVER rained in JULY." 

Luckily it did not rain over our holiday weekend, which included the Avett Brothers (outdoors), a MOUNTAIN of corn-on-the-cob, and warm ollalieberry cobbler with homemade horchata ice cream (both were excellent and neither were made by me). Here is the chef, in fact, in his understated independence day attire:

Thanks, Brindon!  We also got a great hike in yesterday - somewhere between seven and eight miles with lots of climbing and not enough snacks.

Henry Cowell is just a few minutes away and is jam-packed with with small burbling creeks and very large redwoods, as well as a historic lime kiln and barrel mill ruins from the turn of last century.

I haven't been in years but it was as beautiful as ever.

Ok, ok, on to cakes. This one is from a few weeks ago, working with one of my favorite wedding planners and an honestly delightful client. Instead of settling on one cake, or having a single cake with sheet cakes in the back, the bride opted for three different cakes in similar designs, pulling in a pattern from the invitations that became a logo of sorts for the event. It was beautiful and simple and very, very elegant.

I really loved how they turned out. For the next week or so I'm going to be buried in a couple of designs that are equally elegant but not-at-all simple - I'm making hundreds of tiny edible jewels and dozens of brightly-colored butterflies. I'll post pictures when I can. In the meantime, I'll leave you with this sign I saw on the telephone pole just a block from my house. I cannot tell you anything about it other than it made me laugh out loud.

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