Gooooooin’ to the chapel and we’re gooooooona get married…
Wednesday, 25 May 2011 § 3 Comments
That song was the first song I ever learned to sing in harmony. My best friend from high school and I walked around singing the chorus. She was actually a singer — a ridiculously talented one — and she instructed me to just stick to the basic melody and she’d take care of the rest.
Anyhow, where was I?
Ah, right: weddings! This epic cake!
The second-to-last layer of the last tier is in the oven right now. I have learned some lessons along the way, including but not limited to:
(1) Do your shopping at Costco. Seriously. Just do it. And get the 7.5 dozen egg flat, because you will end up needing them all, even though you only have 5 dozen on your list.
(2) Don’t bake while sleep-deprived. Like that time when I had spent about a week getting around four hours of sleep a night, culminating in an overnight train voyage (tip: better living through chemistry), and then started baking the first tier around 11 pm. And then put the second layer of that tier in the oven around 12:45, meant to bake it for about an hour, settled in to watch “My Strange Addiction” while it was in the oven, and woke up at 2:30 to the smell of burning cake. And of course it was the layer with the most expensive ingredients (see above: needing more nuts). So yeah, don’t bake while sleep-deprived. Because re-making half a tier’s worth of batter? Not fun, and not cheap.
(3) Know the volume of your stand mixer. It was a foregone conclusion that the bottom tier (30 cups of batter for 3 12″ square layers) would not fit in my mixer. I thought the second layer (19 cups) would. I was wrong.
(3) Supreming lemons will always hurt. Always.
More lessons to come, including shots of the baked tiers, and maybe even shots from my natal village (highlights: the civil war room in my mom’s house; the Robert E. Lee license plates). Also, not that y’all can help me with this directly, but: I couldn’t decide which dress to wear, and so I brought literally every single party dress [that isn’t black] I own and figured I’d make the decision here. The contenders: cream and black that I wore to my cousin’s wedding last autumn; blue strapless that I wore to my mom’s wedding 4 years ago; white with embroidered flowers and ridiculously girly (maybe even too girly?); and floral print. What’s a girl to do?? Is it wrong to wear white to another woman’s wedding [her dress is gold-ish]? Is it even more wrong to reprise a dress you’ve already worn to a [family] wedding? Thoughts?