A year ago I wrote about Little e’s first birthday cake and the (mis)adventure of making it. I thought I’d continue the tradition by posting this year’s creation. I was torn between a chocolate fudge cake and a carrot cake, the strength of the former being its ability to be moulded and shaped, and the benefit of the latter being its promise of wholesomeness. In the end I went with the carrot cake because 1. I have a really great recipe and 2. I couldn’t get past the health part. I think this could be the last year I am able to make the executive decision on my daughter’s birthday cake, and I wanted to get some carrots and walnuts into her. Can you blame me?
So next I had to decide what shape to make out of a not-very-mouldable carrot cake. I have been dreaming of the castle and piano and octopus cakes of internet legend, but I had to settle for something simpler. I thought of the bunny from the classic Australian Women’s Weekly birthday cakes book, but the ears posed a problem. The cake couldn’t handle being cut on the curve, I feared. I also didn’t want to enrobe the cake in a thick layer of heavily-tinted icing (which is why last year’s whale was Caribbean blue and not realistic whale blue). So what has cupcake-shaped ears and a white coat? A polar bear, of course. And don’t polar bears and carrot cake go paw-in-paw? I thought so too.
Liquorice eyes, nose and claws, a furring of coconut and he was complete. And delicious too.
What’s your best birthday cake of childhood?