My last December catch-up post!! Goodbye 2016. I ended the year on a little Christmas cake for my family get-together on Christmas evening. What is even better than this cake is the productive day I had on December 23rd when I made this cake. My work was closed for the Christmas Eve holiday since it fell on a weekend. However, my husband still had to work and the kids’ school was open until 3pm. Give a momma a free day and a deadline of 3pm and watch stuff get done! Outside of the usual things that need done the days before Christmas (wrapping presents, grocery shopping, making dishes to take all over creation, etc), I got some quality time in the kitchen. I had been needing a day that I could focus and stock the freezer with some fresh pasta and this was the day. While I was waiting on cake to cool, I was able to make some homemade spaghetti and butternut squash ravioli in addition to my cake. It was a productive day and I which I had more of them.
Back to cake! Once my cakes had cooled, I popped them in the freezer for a bit. Freezing your cake helps keep the cake moist and it is easier to build with when it has a little stiffness. Now, you would think since I make the same buttercream ALL THE TIME that it would turn out the same each time….WRONG. Sometimes it is a little thicker than I want and sometimes too thin. Sometimes I simply didn’t whip it enough or the butter was a tad too cold or warm, or wrongly measured the milk. This was one of those days. Let me also say, that this is a really easy fix when you have some patience. Too bad I lack patience. Instead of putting the buttercream back in the mixer and adjusting, I went with it. Then when I am mad that the buttercream didn’t turn out the best once on the cake, I beat myself up about my lack of patience. Vicious cycle! Anyway, I digress. I coated the cake in white buttercream and then added little poinsettia flowers on top using a leaf tip. I finished it with a pearl boarder matching one of the flowers.
Even with the messy buttercream, it was a cute cake. And since my family loves me and thinks I am wonder woman (mainly my sister), they didn’t notice! Love is blind.