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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 Sweets Strikes Gold

I don't have a pot of gold for you today, minions, but I *do* have the shiniest, sweetest gold cakes.

(Carrie's Cakes, Utah)


Which are much, MUCH prettier. Not to mention tastier.

(Alena's Cakes)

These gold drips look like liquid metal! Amazing.


Sometimes you need just a touch of gold to make your cake sing:

(Albena Cake Design, Canada)


Other times, MORE IS MORE:

(Exquisite Wedding Cakes, Pennsylvania)

I starting singing "Shiny" from Moana when I first saw this. Scrub the deck, my friends. Aw yeah.


Did you know dyed pear slices could look like bright peacock feathers?

(Tortik Annuchka, Moscow)

Neither did I!! But I love the contrast of textures here, so gorgeous.


I had to remind myself this gasp-worthy beauty is edible; it looks like gilded porcelain!

(Honey Love Cakery, permanently closed)


Oooh, and check out the sheen on these mermaid scales:

(Maricota Chocolateria, Brazil)



Come for the gold honeycomb pattern, stay for the ADORABLE bumblebee:


I also love the ink drawing on the second tier. So many great design elements!


Dark jewel tones + gold = heaven for our eyeballs.

(I can't find the baker. Help?)


And finally, let's end on a high note (heh) with a completely edible, golden gramophone:

(Cake Story, Moscow)

WOW. Now that is Sweet.


Happy St. Patrick's Day, my friends! Be careful with the green beer tonight, hear? ;)


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8 St. Patrick's Cakes That Require Beer Goggles


Except maybe this guy:

 Yeah. Stay away from that guy.


Now listen, Wreckies, while you're out ingesting all that green beer, I want you to remember: drinking-and-running-over leprechauns is NOT COOL.

Guess he forgot his lucky charms.


That said, a little alcohol might help explain this:

::head tilt::

Nope, I'm wrong. 

Only a LOT of alcohol can explain this.

Still don't know what they are, but I guess Trish has dibs.


And remember, boys and girls: seeing a giant beard with a popcorn mustache is fine:

  ... but when the beard starts talking, it's time to call it a night.


Another way you know the party's gone too long? 

When PBR starts making sense.

No, not the beer - PBR is Roy G. Biv's cousin. 

(Give it a minute.)

(Theeeere it is.)


 And while we're on the subject, let's give pot a wide berth tonight, too, ok?

'Cuz that thing looks nasty.


 Oh, but look! 

It's a St. Patrick's Day miracle!

  The dog turd is pooping a rainbow!




Thanks to Mindy W., Holly F., Sarah S., Lindsay J., Stephanie V., Mel M., Marlie B., & Christina R. for refraining from pinching one off.



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