Another Christmas cake has been completed and is ready for delivery – hurrah! Only another 3 to go.
This dinky little 4″ brandy infused fruit cake has been covered with marzipan and fondant then finished with hand crafted fondant decorations and a perky gingham ribbon.
I know certain TV shows would have it that BIGGER is always much better, and the big complex numbers are undoubtedly productively challenging to a person’s skills and impressive when well executed.
Nonetheless, I do like doing these smaller cakes; apart from the fact they’re a doddle to cover with icing ( 😀 ) I also think there’s a simple cuteness to them that tends to be missing from grand scale cakes.
I think this little gingerbread man cake is pretty adorable anyway! What do you think?
Rich fruit cake covered with marzipan and royal icing, topped with a hand crafted marzipan button design and finished with a smart red ribbon.
Five traditional Christmas fruit cakes are being made this year…they’re a little drunk now as I’ve been steadily feeding them Cognac for weeks. This one was finished today and has now left the building.
I’m currently working on a rather large order for Christmas cupcakes…due Monday. I’ll be back with pictures, and a massive sigh of relief, once they’re done.
Until then, I hope the festive spirit has come your way and has filled you with good cheer. If not, I recommend vodka – it helps 😉
A simple but effective marzipan holly wreath on top of a royal iced, brandy soaked, fruit cake.
I don’t normally bother baking a fruit cake for us as Barn and Petit Man always say they don’t like it. This year I was asked to make one for a friend of Mum’s so I made this for her and also a mini version for me, as a pre-Christmas treat . It was delicious.
Sadly, I didn’t get to taste enough of its deliciousness…turns out Barn and Petit Man do like fruit cake after all…when I bake it 🙂
If you were to peep through my living room window right now (which I sincerely hope you don’t, because that would be creepy), you might deduce that I quite like Christmas. Our tree went up yesterday and underneath it are bags full of wrapped and beribboned presents. Every time I see it, it fair makes my heart sing with pleasure.
Now, I’m going to get a bit navel gaze-y for a minute here, so you might want to skip forward a bit…
I was told quite recently, by someone once close to me, that the things that are important to me are “just materialistic crap” (another story, not to be told here). This is the kind of barb that can leave a sore; more than once during my Christmas preparations I’ve paused to question the ‘rightness’ of the degree of pleasure that I’m getting from buying things for people and spending money on non-essentials to make my home feel cosy and pretty.
I find myself to be absolutely ok with it!