Now although I had already bought those gorgeous rainbow cupcakes (previous post) and even an extra box of blue-heart cupcakes (below), Sean still wanted me to bake him a cake. I've only ever baked one type of cake and yes, in the past, I'd bake cakes for the boys to take to school. But that was cos we were in angmoh countries, where cakes not only tasted bad but were expensive. We are in Bangkok now, gorgeous, delicious, cheap cakes were a-plenty.
But how do you say no to your kid when that's what he wants for his birthday. So out I went shopping for ingredients, grumbling about the exorbitant costs of these imported stuff (whipped cream, butter, vanilla extract, chocolates etc). Many of the stuff I used for baking couldn't be brought in from Moscow as it just wasn't allowed. I had to throw lots of stuff away when I left Moscow. I didn't expect to have to bake again :P
So anyway, I'm posting this picture to remind Sean of the time he made me bake his cake. He's licking the icing. The thing is, Sean never eats much of the cake I baked in the past. Many people have said they like the cake, including Brian's classmates and the boys' teachers and my friends, but whenever I bake my cake, the boys and Eddie would take only one slice each, and I end up eating the rest. I reminded Sean that he doesn't really like my cake, he insisted he did.
It was really a LABOUR of love...laborious is the word, cos I'm not exactly loving the work, baking stresses me out. So much work to do in my tiny kitchen, flour and icing flying all over. This morning, I woke up and iced the wording. The ganache looks uneven but I kinda like the look of the cake this way. But I knew Sean wouldn't want it simple like this.
So the final look was this.
Eddie wanted to go out for dinner but Sean's always happiest when we eat at home. So we cooked his favourite dishes, had dinner and sang him a birthday song. The candles were in the words I LOVE YOU, 8 candles altogether, just nice :)
And true to form, Sean ate about half his slice before I saw him struggling. I said, See! You don't like my cake, why did you ask me to bake it?? He smiled sheepishly and said, Because we don't have it frequently, so I forget that I don't like it, so I want it cos I think I like it, but actually I don't.