Cake and no mistake

Speaking of Puglix -- and we were, at near-obnoxious length -- I used their bakery when I needed a special-order cake for Andrew and Brittany's rehearsal dinner.

Our dinner was held at Outback Steakhouse in Asheville, with twenty-two in attendance. We sent custom-made invitations and even had place card favors of little cardboard suitcases full of Hershey's kisses.

I wanted the cake to be beautiful and delicious, and Puglix excels at both. Several weeks out, I sat down with the lady behind the desk at Puglix Aprons and told her our cake vision.

She was awesome. So courteous and conscientious, easy to talk to, attentive to every detail of our event and the sort of confectionery masterpiece we had in mind.

I told her that the cake was to celebrate the wedding, which would take place outdoors in Asheville in the late winter/early spring. The colors were spring green, a tan or brown for trees, and maybe a touch of soft pink.

The lady asked what sentiment I would like written on the cake. Since I have a black belt in orginality, I said: Let's go with Congratulations, Andrew and Brittany.

Haaahhahaa. Like I said: I'm nothing if not original. But it was all I could think of to say. On a cake.

So that's where we left it. I checked back with Puglix Aprons once in the intervening weeks, to make sure they had everything they needed from me, and to confirm the date and time for pickup of my cake.

So it was that on the day before Andrew's wedding, TG and I packed up and started out for Asheville. We only had to stop at Puglix, to pick up the cake for the rehearsal dinner that evening.

I made my way to the bakery and told the lady behind the counter why I was there. She went over to a trolley that appeared to be stacked with special-order cakes waiting to be claimed. She looked for my name, then picked out one of the boxes.

She brought the box over and slid it towards me across the high treat-laden bakery case. I grabbed it and brought it down to eye level to make sure the kids' names had been spelled correctly.

And it was then that, getting a good look at our cake, I burst into tears.

Because see, a great deal of artistic license had been taken with the design of the cake I'd ordered, which I'd assumed would have the words Congratulations, Andrew and Brittany emblazoned in icing across the lush expanse of buttercream frosting.

The bakery employee looked alarmed. Is it okay? She asked with an anxious widening of her eyes.

Oh yes, I slobbered. I just thought it was going to say Congratulations, Andrew and Brittany, and ...

We can put that on it if you want! she said, reaching out as though to take the cake back.

I laughed even though I was still stanching the flow of tears from my eyes, with a handkerchief I'd fished out of my purse.

No, I said. I wouldn't have you change a thing about this cake.

And I wouldn't have. Because it was perfect. Just exactly right to celebrate our only son and his bride-to-be, all set to marry on the banks of the French Broad River in Asheville, surrounded by nature on a day in late winter/early spring.

Don't you agree?

And that is all for now.

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Happy Friday

Comments

[Mari]

Oh my word! It really couldn't be any more perfect!
PS - I love the photo in this post. Brittany is looking at Andrew with that adoring look in her eyes. It's the best.

[Cheryl]

Awwwww! That is the sweetest cake I ever saw. I bet they loved it!

[Sally]

Perfection ♡♡

[Sally]

Sure thought I left a comment here, Jenny. My addled brain must be acting up again.

I love the cake!

Now, about the wedding?

xoxo

[Barb]

I just waited for something to be amiss with that special cake and then when I saw it, I was "WOW!" Somebody got it right. It completely reflects the love of Nature and the love for each other of that special day. They may mess up on the BOGO deals, but they get it right in the bakery! PS We leave for the beach for 6 weeks on Monday. Yippee! I hope you're healing well from surgery.