I am no longer just knitter extraordinaire.
I am now Baking Goddess.
Julia Child, step aside.
For Joe’s Grandpop’s birthday, we were assigned the task of recreating in sugary confection form, Dale Earnhart Jr’s car.
No problem, I am Picasso with frosting.
First, we began with the pan – for $50, you too can create a perfect Dale car, complete with edible decals. Joe’s folks, however, go this pan at a garage sale, no decals. We were on our own.
The recipe on the side of the pan suggested that one box of cake mix (ssshhh!!! don’t tell Julia!) should suffice. One cake box later, we had one cake in the trash can. Here, is the result of two cake mixes, 6 eggs, and one entire cup of oil.
Next – the magic!!!
I set up my palette! Ah, the colors! I am Cezanne! I am Degas! I am an artiste!!
Yes, you do need to adjust your monitor – truly, that’s not pink, it’s really red (cough, cough).
Mint green? Nonsense! That’s forest green. Really, no Jedi mind tricks (psych!)
And, voila! A masterpiece worthy of Le Bec Fin!
Hmmmm, Lemon thinks I should stick to knitting.
And, I guess I’d have to agree.