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What's a Wreck?

A Cake Wreck is any cake that is unintentionally sad, silly, creepy, inappropriate - you name it. A Wreck is not necessarily a poorly-made cake; it's simply one I find funny, for any of a number of reasons. Anyone who has ever smeared frosting on a baked good has made a Wreck at one time or another, so I'm not here to vilify decorators: Cake Wrecks is just about finding the funny in unexpected, sugar-filled places.

Now, don't you have a photo you want to send me? ;)

- Jen

Tempe Treats

Our first stop on the third CW book tour couldn't have gone any better: Changing Hands played the perfect host, we had a fantastic turnout of somewhere between 350 and 400 Wreckies, and there were enough cakes - both Wrecked and Sweet - to satisfy every sweet tooth.

Standing room only, but nothing but smiles all 'round. You guys are troopers!

I have to thank Changing Hands especially for allowing us to stay a full hour and a half past closing to accommodate everyone. (I talk a lot. Heh.) In fact, they didn't even tell me the store was closed; I didn't realize until everyone had left! So many, many thanks to Rachel and the rest of the staff: you guys ROCK.

Now, here's what you've been waiting for: the CAKES!!

This AMAZING work of art was courtesy of Breanna of Sugar Dreams. I first featured one of Breanna's cakes on Sunday Sweets quite a while back, and the encouragement she received from you readers helped spur her on to start her very own company! So this was her way of saying thanks to our whole Wrecky family.

Just look at this detail:

Breanna made one suitcase for each leg of the tour, and she even listed the cities on the luggage tags! Inside the top case are these fantastic CW t-shirts:

It a Gril, Happy Falker Satherhood, and even I Want Sprinkles! So perfect!

Even the back was amazing:

She hand painted our tour logo.


Oh, and it tasted as good as it looked. :)

And as if that wasn't enough, Vanessa of Amazing Cakes by Vanessa (located in north/central AZ) also provided fabulous vegan and gluten-free cakes:

You'd never even know it was vegan; so yummy.

She also concocted this hilarious "Wreck Creator" contraption:

See, the pipes go from the "sludge" cake and lead to the cupcakes. :D

Then there were all your Wreckplicas! We had a whopping 40 entries, all of them fantastic. Here are a few of my favorites:

Our three "winners!"

And their cakes:

(She used bacon for the straps. Heh. Aheh. Heh.)

And our grand prize winner:

So cool.

And finally, a few honorable mentions go out to these especially devoted readers:

This is the Philips family. They live in Pasadena, CA. When they realized they'd be out of town during our CA appearances, though, they decided to drive to Tempe instead. Yes, just to see us. And they even seem mostly sane!

Plus, Christy crocheted me one of my favorite Wrecks:

She even let me keep it. :)

And these girls got crafty with their custom t-shirts:

"Snape wants Sprinkles" - Hah! I think CW and Harry Potter make a great combo, don't you?

And that was the show! Watch Facebook for the rest of the Wreckplica entries: I'll be uploading all the photos there within a few days. Also stay tuned for reports on the rest of our three stops; I'll be uploading and posting as fast as I can!


Crazy Genes

Before you give me a hard time for posting more Dad Wrecks, you should note that:

a) It's really *your* fault for not submitting these earlier, and

b) See point 'a'.

Besides, it's not like there's anything here that really screams "Dad", you know?

Ok, well, except for that plastic thing.

And maybe the golf clip art.

But the actual cake? That's just screaming, "For the love of Sweet Duncan Hines, WHAT AM I?!?"

If only I knew, little Wreck. If only. I. knew.

Here's how you tell Pop you're on to all those Christmas shenanigans of his:

Yeah. Watch your back, "Santa."

And then there's the weird stuff.

"I do the weird stuff!"

For the record, there is no combination of the words "king, fish, dad, dad" that makes even the remotest hint of sense. None. King fish dad dad? King dad fish dad? Dad king fish dad? WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?!?

[patting down hair] Ahem.

Actually, I find it oddly comforting that the yellow fish/dad/king/thing looks just as confused as I am. It's like he understands my pain. Yeah. So thanks, fish/dad/king/thing.

Say, here's an aspect of father/child bonding you don't see often:

A shared love of cycloptic mutant bunnies.

(Yes, I *did* just make Cyclops into an adjective. Trust me, it's going to fill a void in your vocabulary you never even knew was there. You'll see.)

And finally, the most horrifying Father's Day Wreck I've seen all week, hands down:

You know, something about that icing seems off, but I can't quite put my finger on it.

Well, maybe the Wreckerator was all thumbs, and so decided to just slap on a digit-al design. In that case, you gotta admit: s/he nailed it.

Wanda W., Clint R., Laura M., Heather L., & Katie T., high fives all 'round.

TOUR REMINDER: Hey, Salt Lake City, for a good time be at The King's English Bookshop tonight at 7pm (or a bit before). We've got all kinds of goodies in store for you. [saucy wink]

Update from john: Did you know that apparently, little boys are made up of Y chromosomes and Epcots? Neither did I...