Let Them Eat Cakes (Eight, That Is): Wedding Cake Buffet
Guys, I finally did it. I picked a wedding cake. Or rather, I picked wedding cakes. Eight of them, to be exact.
As you may remember, I was having a harrrrd time picking the cake. Blame it on my pastry-chef past—it’s not easy putting down a few hundred bucks on something I could do myself (and could do better, in some instances).
But believe it or not, we nailed down flavors—without EVER tasting the cake.
How? Well, I trusted my dad, mom, and sister to do it. And one day, my dad and sis went on a cake tasting, brought back leftovers for my mom, and sent Mr. W and me a VERY detailed email regarding each flavor, along with this shot of the tasting cupcakes.
Cupcakes at the tasting | Photo courtesy of my dad
Don’t they look delicious?