Since I'm not at all superstitious, I actually was kinda amused.
The bride and groom came to meet with me about a month ago. They had a couple of friends that I had previously done cakes for and had heard good things about me.
They came out to my house and I showed them pictures of the cakes that I had done. Then, they showed me a picture of the cake that they wanted.
I have to admit, that I got
But, because they had already been to three different bakeries before me, "shopping around", I wasn't sure that I would be chosen.
Even though my prices are really reasonable, I don't have a professional "bakery". Just a kitchen, that I keep yelling at my kids to get out of. ahem...
In the end, they choose me
The bride called me a couple of times to
The day of the reception came and I prepared the cake as planned.
Here is the before picture. Perfection.
The roses were to be added at the church by the "flower lady".
I took the cake to the church.
I met the flower lady.
I asked to see the table where the cake would be going.
She told me that there was a lot of stuff on the cake table and to just go ahead and set the cake on the floor.
masterpiece cake on the floor?
I think not.
So, I ignored her, moved stuff over to the side on the cake table, and brought in
my baby the cake.
Because I knew the bride was adamant about the cake details, I went over the rose placement with the florist.
I even offered to put the roses on my self. Which is what usually happens anyway.
But the flower lady said that she knew what to do.
Because I wanted a "finished" picture of the cake, and I didn't want to hover
like an overprotective parent while she was working on the flowers, I left to run an errand.
When I came back, the flower lady was done.
There were finger imprints all over the cake and flowers stuck in the back of the cake where they shouldn't be.
I was mad all night. Actually, I'm still annoyed.
I guess I need to figure out a way to be more assertive. Next time I'll
demand request that no one else manhandle touch my cake.
Not even to eat it.
But, since my reputation is at stake, shouldn't I be the one responsible for putting the flowers on too?
Here is the after... Read em' and weep.