I am so lucky to have a bunch of great friends, and I don't mean friends that come and go but the kind if friends that you have all your life. The kind that are there for you all the way, and living here in the US meant leaving all my good friends behind (as well as my family but that's another story) in England, and they are a great bunch. But one day I was in the local post office and heard an English accent, and I was next in the line so I tapped this lady (who was the owner of the accent) on the shoulder and said "hello, its good to hear another English accent around here". And that's how I met one of my best friends. It wasn't that she was English it was more that we are on the same level and we have been firm friends ever since.
A few months ago she asked me to make her daughters wedding cake, I jumped at the chance but oh lord did I stress over it. I wanted to make it, but I was so terrified of not being able to pull it off I actually lost sleep over it. After all to let her down was not going to be an option.
Well this is what I made. Its a white vanilla cake with a white chocolate ganache butter cream, and white vanilla fondant. I made the roses from gumpaste.
Let It Be Sunday, 176!
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