WHY did I think I could learn cake decorating in one evening after work--and with insufficient equipment. Halfway through the $3.99 hand-mixer I'd brought from the thrift store conked out, and I don't even own a spatula.
At 11 PM last night, I was frosting the cake... with too-funny frosting... (no more powdered sugar to firm it up.)
BUT... it should taste fantastic, for all the eggs and butter in it!
And at least I have a cool mid-century, rose-gold, spun-aluminum cake carrier.
These sell for $25 and up online--I pulled mine out of the store's metal recycling. Its a bit dinged. Doesn't matter.
It's almost zero outside, and Ass't Man is picking me up with my cake. It's a birthday cake for Big Boss but also for today's holiday pot luck.
Gotta go!
Gotta go!