A little more than five months ago I agreed to make a wedding cake. It wasn’t quite that simple. I made test cakes. We had a tasting. I used the entire experience as an excuse to take classes in decorating that I’ve thought about taking for a really long time but couldn’t ever quite justify. And finally, here I am with four days to go before I’m in full on baking, layering, assembling, and decorating mode.
Ever made a wedding cake? Me neither. It’s equal parts exhilarating and terrifying. I mean, I totally got this and at the same time– gulp!– I got this, right?