I have been working at the deli in the grocery store by my house for about 5 months now. I really enjoy it, but there is not much scope for the imagination, as I have to stick to certain designs and colors, and everything is either a 9" round or a sheet cake. Bright side is I've gotten incredibly fast (60 cakes in 8 hours anyone?) and I've reached the expert level on piping buttercream borders.
There's just a few things I've done since the last post. The one I want to talk about in this post is the last cake I did for Icing Smiles.
When I was contacted for this cake, Jazmyn wanted an Elsa/Frozen cake. I was so excited and I started making her this bust for the top. I had it all worked out and I made up many different types of snowflakes, bought some mystical snow sparkle dust, you name it, I got it. I haven't made a Frozen cake before (other than at the bakery where I was working off someone else's vision) so I was super excited.
The party was postponed because Jazmyn needed to travel to another state to get medical care. Poor baby. When they returned, she had decided that Monster High was much more her speed, so I ditched Elsa (alright, she sat in my closet for about a month afterward, waiting for some little kid to want her, THEN I threw her out).
I got started on Jazmyn's cake with four days to go. It was a three tier cake, Almond, Mocha Chocolate, and Strawberry flavors.
I was so humbled delivering this cake the day before the party. Let me tell you folks - I have a kid, and he's rough and tumble, he's hale and healthy. Nothing makes you hold your baby tighter than coming face to face with another parent's worst nightmare.
Jazmyn loved her cake.
I emailed my contact for the family about a week later for more pictures and was informed that she had passed during her party. She didn't get to taste the cake, but I was told she was so excited and happy, taking all her guests directly to her cake and proudly showing it off.
Her funeral was packed with people mourning and the family requested that everyone wear something hot pink in her honor.
Fly high, Jazmyn.
