13yo and my dad had a joint birthday today….
She asked me for a unicorn cake. I haven’t “done up” a cake in a long time, but I do enjoy it. I went pedal-to-the-metal with this one. Hey, you only turn 13 once. She made the horn. 🙂
For what it’s worth, edible gold spray paint is a very disappointing color of yellow, it’s not metallic, and food pens don’t work very well on buttercream icing.
The cake sent 16yo into sugar shock, I guess he felt inclined to EAT all that frosting. (It was proper frosting, lemon flavored – not horrible crisco decorator icing). He has made me pledge to have nothing remotely unicorn themed at his birthday – there were a LOT of sparkly rainbow unicornish things on parade today. Hey. 13. Girl. That’s how we roll. 😀
My mom made my dad’s cake – a nice water-bath cheesecake, GF, frosted with sour cream. I found him a book by John Muir that one of his favorite authors wrote the preface to… got him a few other books, and 16yo bought him a watch.
Guess maybe there’s a difference between being 13 and 74, male and female?
Anyway, if anyone is looking for me, get a broom and poke around the ceiling, probably will work.