Early May brought a grab bag of emotions to the office- someone who had been a huge face of the company for over a decade was leaving, and one of my nearest and dearest co-workers was celebrating a birthday. In … Continue reading
It’s no secret that buttercream icing and I have quite the tight-knit relationship. It’s easy, it’s yummy, and it performs just the way I want it to every time (good for a boyfriend, good for icing). Anyway, we’re close. But I did decide … Continue reading
Hello blog universe, this is the sister talking. The “I’m turning 25 and I want a cookie monster birthday cake” sister. But let’s be honest, everyone of you wishes they had that cake too. Well, I thought I’d take a turn on Morgan’s blog to talk about a momentous baking achievement that for once frosting’s bestie had nothing to do with–HER birthday cake.
1-1/2 cups granulated sugar
1/2 cup brown sugar
4 large eggs
2 tsp vanilla extract
3 cups all-purpose flour
2 cups graham cracker crumbs
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp baking soda
- Preheat oven to 375 degrees and line a 9×13″ pan with tinfoil or parchment paper, and grease lightly
- In the bowl of an electric mixer, cream together the butter and sugars until light and fluffy
- Add eggs one at a time, beating well after each addition. Mix in vanilla and combine
- In a separate bowl, whisk together flour, graham cracker crumbs, salt, and baking soda.
- Add dry ingredients to butter mixture slowly, and mix until just combined
- Pour batter into prepared pan, and use a spatula to spread evenly
- Bake for 20-25 minutes, or until a toothpick comes out clean.
- Allow cookie bar to cool completely in the pan before removing
I then topped it off with the other layer of the graham cracker cake and voila–s’more heaven! As I’ve mentioned, I’m not a baker at ALL, so I was extremely nervous the cakes wouldn’t turn out right, thus either making the top layer slide off or the bottom layer crumble under the weight. I said many hail marys under my breath as I put the top layer on and didn’t move or blink for probably a good 2 minutes as I watched the s’more to make sure it didn’t fall apart. I can’t believe it stayed but thank goodness, because there was no way I could bake another cake for Morgan. I was super proud of it and Morgan absolutely loved it! It definitely tasted like a s’more (past tense because that baby didn’t last long) and was incredibly delicious.
So I turned 25 and wanted Sesame Street. Morgan? She turned 28 and wanted a giant s’more. Who wins best cake? You be the judge!
That’s it for me- Sister, out!
Say what you will about Valentine’s Day (a day to show love to friends and family, a money-making scheme from Hallmark, or a day where Russell Stover’s chocolates miraculously have negative calories), in my mind, it’s another perfect excuse to force my cake creations onto those around me, whether they like it or not. And to eat Russell Stover’s like they’re tic-tacs, obviously.
This year, the cake accidentally coincided with a co-worker’s engagement celebration at the office, so I really looked on top of my game bringing a cake in for an engagement she hadn’t even told me about yet (If anyone asks, I am just that good).
Last year’s Valentine’s Day cake gave me the chance to experiment with a sprinkle-extravaganza, so I knew I wanted to try something different this year. I decided to keep with the pink, over-the-top girly Valentine’s Day motif, but to mix it up with a fondant technique I saw on the Mecca of all things cake-related: Pinterest.
I made a butter yellow cake and kept it only at 6” wide, 2 tiers tall since I planned to add height to the cake with the buttercream roses. Fast forward past the baking, the inevitable bowl-licking, and assembly (I’m all about the decorating if that’s not obvious already), and we’re on to the icing!
I stuck with my classic vanilla buttercream icing, divided it into 4 portions (it makes 4 cups total- you can do the math), and dyed each cup a different shade of pink. I just did this by adding in varying drops of red food coloring into each cup to alter the shade. Then I started to put together the roses. Wilton’s rose technique is my bread and butter, if bread was confectioner’s sugar and butter was, well, butter. I realized early on that it was one flower I was legitimately pretty good at making, so of course it went on everything I made immediately following- bridal shower cakes, even 12-year-old boy’s birthday cakes, you name it. I figured Valentine’s Day was the perfect time to bring these babies back into the game.
I start out with a Wilton flower pin, which looks like a waiter spinning a plate on a stick (if the waiter was a giant). I took one shade (1 cup) of the pink icing and divided it into two different pastry bags- one with a #12 tip and one with a #104 tip. Then, I cut small squares of parchment paper about 2”x2” in size. Using a small dab of icing to make it stick, I put down the parchment paper on top of the flower pin. (This is a huge part in being able to keep the flower in tact- I build the rose on top of the parchment paper, then I can easily remove the paper with the rose and set it off to the side to harden without touching the rose at all). Starting with the bag with the #12 tip, I pipe what looks like a small Christmas tree in the center of the flower pin.
Then I change to the #104 tip, and with the thicker part of the tip at the bottom, pipe a slanted loop all around the tip of the “Christmas tree”- this will be the “bud” of the flower.
Staying with the #104 tip, and keeping the thicker part of the tip at the bottom, I then pipe small, overlapping arches along the tip of the bud. Go around once along the tip, then continue working down the flower until you pipe large arches along the base of the flower.
Once the flower is complete, take it off with the parchment paper and put the paper and flower in the fridge to harden for about 10 minutes. It will be cold enough that you’ll be able to take the flower off of the parchment paper pretty easily and place it on the cake without smudging the flower.
I ended up making about 20 flowers so I had some as backups, and then using a small butter knife, sliced the flowers off of the parchment paper and placed them onto the top of the cake with all the shades mingling and getting along together on top.
Then came the fondant skirting along the sides- again, here’s the page where I received my Pin-spiration.
For a very long time I had a love/hate relationship with fondant. I loved what I could make out of it (it’s like edible molding clay and the possibilities are endless!), but the store bought, cornstarch-based fondant has never tasted good. Cakes can look beautiful with fondant figurines but what’s the point if they taste horrible? The more I spoke to people about it (you’d be surprised how often I would poll people on their overall opinions on fondant), I realized I wasn’t alone. Thank God for the Google, though- just a couple of “fondant recipes that taste good” Googles and I found the holy grail of fondant recipes. Made with just melted marshmallows, powdered sugar and water, it thickens to the same consistency of cornstarch-based fondant but tastes like something a human being would actually want to eat (How could powdered sugar + marshmallows not = yes + please? Spoiler alert- it does).
Check out the recipe. It’s so easy to make but definitely takes patience to knead it to the desired consistency. Benefit- your wrists will get quite the work out. Stubborn pickle jars will bend to your will in a snap from here on out.
To get the different shades of pink, I divided the recipe into fourths- one cup of marshmallows, .5 T water and 1 cup powdered sugar per shade of pink. When you get to the step where the marshmallows and water are melted together, lump free, this is where you add the food coloring. Just like how I did with the icing, I put in varying drops of red food coloring per serving to make different shades of pink.
Fondant is great in the sense that you can make it days before you use it- as long as you keep it tightly wrapped, airtight (I wrap it in about 100 feet of plastic wrap) and keep it in a cool, dark place, it will stay soft and moldable pretty much forever and a day. So, I made the fondant the weekend before Valentine’s Friday and kept it in a kitchen drawer for 5 days- it will still be great come application-time.
Once I was ready to cut out the individual ruffle strips, I took the lightest pink fondant and molded a small ball into the shape of a log and rolled it out into a flat, 1/8” thick strip with a rolling pin.
Now for those of you who don’t like math, WARNING: You’re about to want to punch me in the face for what I’m going to say next. Knowing that the stripes were going to go around the entire border of the cake, I was able to determine how long each strip needed to be by measuring the circumference of the cake. Diameter= 6 inches, and Circumference= Diameter x pi (3.14- my least favorite kind of pie). Anyway, math is horrible, and the length of each strip needed to be about 19 inches, rounding up to be safe. The arithmetic portion of this post is over now, I promise.
Using the Wilton Fondant Ribbon Cutter (it’s incredible what you can do with the right tools!) I was able to cut the strip so that one side was straight and the other side gave me a curved end.
Working at the top of the cake first, and placing the strip so the curve was at the top, I carefully placed the first strip along the top of the side the cake so the ruffled edge came up over top of the cake just a bit. I lost some brain cells holding my breath while I was applying the fondant, so just be sure you have some extras of those lying around that are pretty expendable before going forward.
Do the same thing with the darker fondants, working your way down the side of the cake and covering the bottom seam of each strip with the ruffled top of the following strip.
With all the patience and time in the world, it will end up looking like this!
The last piece of the delicious puzzle was to cover the individual seams that each strip created when I put the ends side by side with one more stripe of fondant and an extra buttercream at the base. What no one sees (or “seams!” Yeah, punch me in the face again) can’t hurt them.
The entire process (from the baking to the never-ending picture-taking) started on a Saturday and ended on the Thursday night before Valentine’s Friday. In fact, I was so busy building the cake that I didn’t bother to look outside at the blizzard that was attacking Manhattan that very Thursday night. By the time I finished icing the cake, 8 inches of snow had finished icing the city, meaning no one (and I mean NO ONE) would be going to work the next day. I was bummed I wouldn’t get to take the cake in on the actual holiday but psyched that I could be in PJs for over 24 hours and get paid for it, so it ended up a wash.
I resigned myself to putting the cake in the fridge over the weekend and brought it in on Monday, which happened to also be President’s Day. And, over the weekend a co-worker had gotten engaged (remember when I said that about 27 paragraphs ago?) so I looked super overall awesome for bringing in an engagement cake when no one was even supposed to know the engagement had even happened.
Eventually I confessed that she was benefiting from Valentine’s Day snow-mageddon, but by that point we were all so busy eating cake, the confession fell on deaf ears (and full mouths).
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