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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
Sunday
Jul182010

Sunday Sweets: Good Sports

Welcome back, cake fans, to our weekly installment of Sunday Sweets! Quick shout-out to our sponsor, Sports Cliché Week. "When your back's against the wall, don't drop the ball; if you don't know what to say, just reach for a cliché!

Now let's get straight to the action with a contender that pulls no punches:

By How Sweet It Is!

Now there's a player who leaves it all out on the field!


For our next Sweet, you could say success is in the bag.

By Natalie of Doodle Cakes

You just can't teach that.

And now the crowd is going wild, because it's a whole new ball game!

By Its a Piece of Cake

Go get 'em, Tiger.

This Sweet is completely on the ball:

By Cake Central member Anna902

It's a slam dunk!

Here's a Sweet that takes it to the next level:

By Charm City Cakes (aka Ace of Cakes)

Way to bring your A game, guys.

Most bakers talk a good game, but here's a contender who's clearly in a league of her own:

By The Cake Kitchen

Now that's knocking it out of the park!

What do you say we kick it up a notch?

By Eifel Cakes

Talk about a home run - that is some fancy footwork!

Speaking of which, this next Sweet really steps it up:

It's definitely a shoe-in for the most realistic cake doppelganger *I've* ever seen.

And in case you think I'm out of bounds even calling this a cake, here's a progress shot:

By Courtney of Cake Nouveau

You can tell she just wanted it more. (Uh... whatever that means.)

And finally, this player really has his game face on:

By Don Buciak II

Plus, he's completely fondant free!

Now that's giving it 110%.

I hope y'all enjoyed this Sweet Clichéd Treat! Oh, and believe it or not, there really IS a Sports Cliché Week - it just ended yesterday.

Saturday
Jul172010

Summer Fun, Summer Not

We Floridians are lucky enough to have Summer all year around. (And by "lucky," I mean "sweaty.") For the rest of you, it's a good thing bakeries are pumping out Summer cakes like we're all going to melt tomorrow. {Checking Orlando weather... Oh wait, we are.} You can take these cakes as a reminder of all the fun activities you'll have this season!

 

Like taking your first bite of juicy watermelon:
There's nothing more satisfying on a hot "Summev" day than a slice of warm, leathery melon. Mmm.

 

 

And nothing says "Summer Fun" like a computer mouse and a bedroom slipper. Fun indeed!

 

 

Heh... yeah, those flip-flops sure are a computer mouse and a bedroom slipp...

 

{ushering the kids out of the room...}

OKAY, I'm just gonna say it because I know half of you are already thinking it. The flop on the right looks a little... enhanced. You know, like, manly? No? Alrighty then. (Step one: open gutter. Step two: remove mind.)
 

 

Taking a family trip to the beach is always a favourite:

I hope all that stuff is to scale.

 

(Really... picture it. Walk through it. C'mon, let's do it together. The birds are bigger than the people. The fish are bigger than the people. The shells are real, and they're also bigger than the people. And the people may or may not be naked. P.S.- tilted evergreen tree. That is all.)

 

You could say taking your first dip in the water is when Summer truly begins.:

Didn't their moms ever warn them to wait 30 minutes after eating? [Neck cramp! Neck cramp!]

 

 

But be careful out there, because creating your own personal Shark Week would be a total summer bummer:

 

"You're gonna need a bigger fork."

 

Happy Summer, everyone!

 

Jackie P., Jess K., Amber S., Paul and Connie, and Holly C., we hope your Summer is a cool and breezy 83 degrees. 'Cause it's freakin' hot here. Seriously. My fingers are sweating as I type this.