And guess what? It didn’t even taste good at all. In fact, it tasted bad. I didn’t make anyone eat it. Straight to the trash can. And it dyed part of my food processor bright yellow so I get a constant reminder. Nice.
The next fail happened at the absolute worst time. I threw a birthday party for my son on Friday afternoon. He was having a shark party. I don’t do fondant cakes or anything involving intricate details and decorating. It’s just not my style. Instead I convinced him that I could do a roll cake (like a giant Little Debbie’s Swiss Cake Roll) and the cream filling would look like a wave. I’d cover it in chocolate and stick gummy sharks to the top to make it look like they were swimming over the waves. Sounds cool right?
Well, my cake was a bit sticky so I generously dusted both sides with cocoa powder. It absolutely prevented the sticking. Once I rolled it up I realized that it would also prevent the chocolate ganache from sticking. I dusted off as much excess powdered sugar as I could and decided to still give it a go and at least try and get some of the ganache to stick. What was I thinking? Maybe it would just end up being a drippy looking cake. There was one small crack on top of the roll. The ganache went into the crack and tore up the cake from the inside out.
AHHHH! Party disaster! I was on the verge of tears.
If you’ve ever read my “about me” section then you know I have a disability autoimmune disease which leaves my body incapable of dealing with stress. With a cake disaster on hand and a party looming, my stress levels were peaking and my body was crumbling. I headed to Costco, cursed my pride for not getting a handicap placard, and stumbled my way across the parking lot, all the way to the back of the store, and picked up their 7 pound chocolate cake. I threw the gummy sharks on top and had them swim in a circle around a lego man.