A few weeks ago I got an email asking if I could make a last minute wedding cake. Seeing that I…never get cake orders, I happily accepted.
At the time, I just knew it was for my former roommate’s mother’s friends. Got that? But then I heard the whole story and it made it so much better.
It turns out this cake was for a small wedding of a friend and his long time partner. They live in Georgia where same-sex marriage is not legal, so while they were both in DC they decided to get married. They were going to have a simple ceremony and small gathering afterwards to celebrate. However, their young, twin daughters apparently had all sorts of ideas of what a wedding should include and one of those things was a wedding cake and cutting the cake at the reception.
Which is why I was asked just two short weeks ago if I could whip up a little wedding cake.
Totally the best.