Life's better with cake and a sprinkle of fairy dust
Glady’s, my husband’s mom, is an avid ukelele player. Together with her interest group, she often gives performances at community events. I think that’s why my husband has music in his bones. I can carry nary a tune, so evidently I am super envious of their musical talent.
For her 71st birthday, I baked her a ukelele cake. The cake body is made of a 7 x 13 inch sheet cake, trimmed to a pear shape, coated in coffee buttercream. The neck, headstock, sound hole and bridge pieces are made from chocolate shortbread. The strings and details were piped freehand with icing. The finished cake was almost 19 inches long; it took both of us to carry the cake on its base and walk the ten blocks from our home to my in-law’s place.
She was delighted but adamant that we did not cut the cake that day so she could bring it to her ukelele practice the following day so that she could show it off to all her music kakis. Mission accomplished.