this past sunday afternoon saw the kid and i in the shade of a luscious frangipani tree in a backyard in the inner west, for ella berry‘s birthday party. the invitation had said to bring a plate of party food, and somehow, in the best way, everybody had interpreted that to mean “bring cake”. even the piñata was in the shape of a cake: a double-layered, yellow structure with printed-on cream and candles. similar to the coloseum in more than appearance alone, it withstood the frenzied beating of two children, one adult and a third child helped by an adult, and only gave in when it was finally cut free from the tree and jumped upon gleefully by the birthday girl.
when i collected my tray at the end of the afternoon, a selection of little cakes came home with me.
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Is the cake on the bottom left a butterfly cake? If so, cute. If not, still yum!
And one question: was there no fairy bread?
yes indeed, it is (was) a butterfly cake, which must mean that the other speckled one is (was) a caterpillar cake. the butterfly cake was quite spectacular, with cream and jam, and not just sprinkles, but silver draggees as well.
i actually thought of making fairy bread! and then i didn’t. 🙁
little cakes for little people!!