I can only describe our engagement cake as a disaster. It’s going to be two years since we had the celebration and still my family completely refuses to discuss the fiasco that was the cake we had. That’s how bad it was.
I remember that at first, I was pissed off beyond words- I could not believe that I sent them such a long and detailed email and sat with them extensively, only to get whatever lumpy mess they sent us that day. At least it tasted good.
But then, when I thought more and more about the mistake, I realized we were trying to pull off something that they just could not do, even if they are one of the most prolific bakeries in the country. We had just expected too much and thought they would deliver a piece of art when they did not.
This taught us to think smaller and simpler for the wedding cake- and I’m so glad we did. Because it was such a hit.
The cake was provided by our wonderful caterers as part of the package we booked. The initial offer was that they would give us a “show” cake to cut in front of the people while the waiters circulated around, distributing individually made pieces of cake or better yet, cupcakes.
Me being me, I hated the idea. At that point, I had attended several weddings where that was was happened and I was so over it. What’s the significance of cutting the cake if people can’t eat from it?
I soon learned though that these show cakes are ordered to give the illusion of grandeur and height (because you can’t realistically build a 9 tier one and not expect it to break at some point). Instead, we wanted a simple three tier cake, all edible and enjoyable. We kept our design simple based on our old experience and because the caterer had been upfront with us, saying that he has a pastry chef and not a cake artist- so we should stick to what he can do.
The design we picked turned out to be just right. Simple piping on the bottom tier, a criss-cross design with pearls at the intersection for the middle one, and a plain tier topped with real flowers. Each layer was encircled by a purple velvet ribbon, and the flowers were the exact same ones that were in my bouquet. It kept with the wedding colors, tradition, and our ideas.
As for the inside, we depended on the chef to come up with something and the concoction he created was mouthwatering! We had a chocolate cake with a thin layer of Nutella, some coaco nibs, and hazelnuts for that extra crunch. It was not the mess of buttercream that our engagement cake was.
For cutting the cake, we chose to continue with breaking with tradition. It was important to us to carry this out to a song that meant something to us, so we picked Safe and Sound by Capital Cities, a song we have frequently sung to one another in the time we have been together. It has this happy, loving vibe that can’t but put a smile on your face. It’s probably the trumpet that’s carrying the song as well as the sweet lyrics.
Take that Rami Ayyache and that awful Congratulations song!
We didn’t have a massive sword, nor did we link arms and drink from one another’s cup.He didn’t even smash cake in my face! Why do people even do these things?
And the best part? We got to cut the cake on the dancefloor under the fairy-lights we had worked so hard to find. It was not our original plan but this just proves that sometimes a change of plans can be a better move.
The only regret I had was that we chose to continue dancing and taking pictures with people that we did not even manage to take a bite of the cake. Luckily though, they saved half a tier which I found in our fridge after coming back from the honeymoon.
It is as good as they promised.