tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6163013588551868009.post185554836089608636..comments2023-07-25T04:18:58.620-05:00Comments on Morning Joy Farm: I don't do cuteAnnie, Morning Joy Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06416418852195090178noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6163013588551868009.post-47660866519693083362012-05-15T09:29:53.259-05:002012-05-15T09:29:53.259-05:00Awwww, that's a great story Dawn! It's th...Awwww, that's a great story Dawn! It's the "mistakes" that are the memories. I once lit a pie on fire, true story!Annie, Morning Joy Farmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06416418852195090178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6163013588551868009.post-38769558048481830192012-05-15T00:46:40.369-05:002012-05-15T00:46:40.369-05:00Love the hello kitty cake...I cannot do that sort ...Love the hello kitty cake...I cannot do that sort of thing to save my soul. I would never have thought of cutting the eggs the other way like that - they turned out really well! My younger daughter recently made a cake for her older sister's birthday - it was to be a confetti cake. I was out mowing (she's 14, perfectly capable in the kitchen), and came in an hour later - to see the two layers going into the oven, looking oddly blue. Turns out the only sprinkles were Christmas ones, and they made the white cake look funny, so her Dad (thanks Dad) suggested changing the colour of the cake to mask them - hence blue food colouring being added. The cake, made from scratch with our own pastured eggs, was wonderful - light, delicious, all a cake should be - but the colour? Well,kind people said it was teal or maybe aquamarine, but everyone remarked when she wasn't around that it did look just the same colour as bread mold :). Elder daughter, the recipient of the cake was a hero, and praise the cake sky high, bless her.Dawnnoreply@blogger.com