So, one of the few things Mike actually requested for the wedding was a very specific groom’s cake. I conceded, and actually liked the one he chose. It was funny and definitely suited his personality. The bakery we initially chose to create it ended up not being a viable option due to their location and some other time constraints, so we ended up going with someone local at the last minute.
Here is the cake he wanted:
Now, I know it’s a pretty intricate disaster scene and a lot of people would be hard pressed to recreate it perfectly. That’s not what I was expecting. I was expecting something fairly similar, and after meeting with the baker, I didn’t think I was asking too much.
She lead me to believe that we would have 3 layers of cake and 1 fake top layer (because she didn’t think they’d be able to create the slanting effect out of cake) to make 4 layers total. They’d create the people out of fondant because they didn’t want to chance using plastic figurines and having them be too heavy for the buttercream icing. They would also make the plane out of fondant and would not have a problem recreating the flames and crash site. My maid of honor was with me during this meeting, so I know I wasn’t hallucinating. Mike and I (or at least a bride and groom) would be on the top tier.
This is the cake that was waiting for us at the rehearsal dinner:
First of all, the top tier ended up being made of cake. So what’s the point of using that giant ass column if the top tier is not even going to have the slanting/falling over effect? It’s like some sort of mutant cake. And I don’t know what sort of crash sight has black flames, but maybe they ran out of red and orange food coloring?
Don’t get me wrong, I never ordered it expecting it to look exactly like the photo. But SERIOUSLY? Words could not express how disappointed I was at the horrendous job they did, especially after they made me feel so confident in their ability to recreate the cake we wanted.
If they felt like it was too big of a task, they should have told me.
I also don’t remember requesting that Mike and I look like we need to shed 200 lbs. between the two of us.
This horribly done cake was probably the only thing that went wrong during the whole wedding weekend, and it was one of the only things Mike actually requested. I felt so bad that I let him down. I didn’t have a chance to try a piece, so I’m not sure whether or not the taste redeemed the poor design.
Then a few days later, they called me asking for their columns back. WHAT? Never once in our meeting did they mention to me that I (or any member of my family) would be responsible for getting them back some 5 cent plastic columns from a cake that we paid for. Is that usually how it works?