I've said before how my hands are better off holding a paintbrush than a piping bag. My words really rang true yesterday. My cake was like a normal Buttercream Cake after a 30-min car journey on a rocky road.
The chef was a Chinese guy with a 20-year experience in a family business. He said he'd been decorating cakes since he was a little kid still in school helping his parents in the family-owned bakery.
What the Teacher made :
Teacher's demo cake No.1
Teacher's demo cake No.2
Teacher's demo cake No.3
I'm hopeless at smoothing my cream frosting. Trying to smooth things over and the frosting would thin out and my cake would show. Very unpleasant.
The Chef? He smoothed his cake using a piece of cut plastic and his cake looked like a steam-buttercream cake. Glossy and smooth.
What I made :
Look! A blob of buttercream just fell from the sky!
Just look at that super ugly swirl!
Worst thing is I don't know how to correct it.
The better side of the cake.....phew!
Rose leaves that ended up looking like ferns
The only area which I can be a bit proud of. The leaf is just right.
After awhile, I gave up smoothing the cake and proceeded to little decorations. The Chef taught us to make swirls using the 'star' nozzle. Then he taught us how to pipe out our roses. He said I rotated my flower holder wrong. Where his roses look smooth and fresh, mine looked wrinkled and incredibly 'blossomed out'. In a way, that's a good thing as the ladies next to me had hard times trying to make their roses 'blossom out'.
Then, on to the airbrushing. In my eagerness, I took the blue colouring to spray my 'leaves'. They look 'dead'.
Then, I sprayed around the edges where I had piped with my star nozzle. As I spun the cake, the colour change to another and another. What the heck was that?
The Chef said I didn't clean the airbrush properly. Thus, I ended up with myriads of colours sprayed onto my cake.
OK. Then, the wordings. Where everybody else wrote 'Happy Anniversary' or 'Happy Birthday', I narcissistically wrote 'Shelly'. Ha...ha...!
Since this cake is forever going to be called my first Buttercream Cake, then I'd better 'stamp' my name on it.
Back home? It's chow time.Best thing is........my nephews demolished the cake once I brought it home.
I had a great time.