The Wedding Cake

I was just flipping channels and watched a few minutes of "My Fair Wedding with David Tutera." The bride was getting her wedding cake from the supermarket and David was shocked. This reminded me of my first wedding and how we killed off or incapacitated all of the cake decorators in our small town with our cursed wedding cake.

It all began when we picked a lady on the recommendation of friends who had seen her work. We went to her house and looked at her photos and hired her to do our cake. A month before the wedding, her daughter called my mother to tell her that her mom had died that week. Okay, there was one more cake decorator in town and she agreed to do our cake. Two weeks before the wedding, she broke her arm and was not going to be able to do our cake.

Now what do we do? The only thing we could think of....we went to the local Super Value store and begged them to decorate our wedding cake. My aunt's brother-in-law happened to work in the bakery and agreed to do the cake on short notice. Whew! We were going to have cake after all!

The night before the wedding, we stopped at the Super Value to pick up the cake. Uncle Windy had assembled the whole thing in the bakery. I was pretty nervous about having to transport it in our little car the 30 miles to the venue. I needn't have worried about the car ride though, because Windy carried the cake out to the car for us and just as he was stepping over the doorstep of the bakery's outside door, he tripped and the cake went flying. Not one of the layers was salvageable.

Windy felt so bad about being the one to drop the cake (huh, better him than us!) that he offered to start baking right then and get our cake finished by the 10;00 a.m. wedding and even deliver it to us at the church. He did just that and this time brought the cake layers in separate boxes. I didn't breathe easily until it was stacked and stood for awhile, so we could see it wasn't going to fall down.

I do have pictures of the cake but haven't been able to find the album today. I did find one wedding picture though.

Yes, it's a Polaroid. We were poor and couldn't afford a professional photographer, so we ended up with whatever pictures were taken by family members. Don't we look scared? :)