High blood pressure. That's what this cake gave me. For the most part, when I decide to take on a cake, I'm pretty confident that I can do it. I don't really try to overachieve or do something out of my capacity. I have a good idea of what I can or cannot do. However, an hour into this cake and I was questioning what I had gotten myself into.
I seriously felt like I was headed for failure. I inverted the first cake too soon out of excitement and didn't level it because I didn't think it would be an issue. And then the second cake ended up magically leveling itself when it cooled, so I found myself staring at two different cakes, wondering which one should be on the bottom. After much contemplation and finally deciding which cake would be on bottom, I realized that the cake that I had just placed on top wasn't aligned with the cake on the bottom. Great. More cake, more problems.
But it gets better. I clearly had a tad bit too much confidence in my carving abilities. I started off trying to use this template I found online, but it just wasn't working out. I couldn't find any how-to videos online and most examples I saw had actually just used an open book pan. The only choice I had really was to dive in and wing it. Whatever happened happened. My mom kept telling me not to worry and that if I messed up, we would just keep the cake for ourselves and not take it to the baby shower. But I surely wasn't going to give up without a fight. Or give up at all, for that matter.
With the help of God, I managed to somewhat make it look like an open book. I definitely could have done a better job on the sides though. Oh, and did I mention that I spent 15 minutes deciding where the middle of the cake was, so each side would be even? Now that I think about it, I'm not even sure why it had to be even. It's an open book. You can open a book at any page and it will still look like an open book. Durr. I guess people just like to be fancy.
Cursive writing is also fancy. And unnecessary. Well, maybe professionals don't think that way but little miss amateur me chose to play it safe and write in print. I actually traced out the first word in cursive and then quickly changed my mind and frosted over it. Twas a good decision because I was very pleased with my print writing results. I sprinkled some edible glitter on the big letters, stuck on some non-edible baby blocks and pacifiers on the opposite "page", and called it a night. Or technically morning, since it was 2 am when I finished.