The gorgeous Choppy is getting married today! And while we wait to see kind of cake she tucks into, I’ve asked other hitched colleagues what baking beauties were served on their wedding days…
Choppy: “My dad is making my wedding cake, and it’s a surprise. I’ve no idea what he’s doing. He made my sister’s cake, which was amazing (he made all of the mice by hand), so I’m hoping for something just as good!”
Faith: “Our cake involved a birdcage (we had birdcages as our centerpieces), ladybirds (there was a ladybird print on the bridesmaids’ dresses) and red roses and feathers!”
Lindsay: “Our low-fi wedding didn’t involve a cake but instead I will offer one of my mum’s (rather naff) baking analogies: a relationship is like the icing on the cake. It’s the sweetest and best bit but it only works when added to a rich and well rounded cake.
As for the cake in question, I can confirm I am well rounded but unfortunately not rich.”
Matt: “We had a big knife, and a cake.”
Ollie: “Sorry, I can’t remember. It’s true! Just a blank.” (Subsequent confirmation after consulting wife: fruitcake.)
Karen: “In true Moroccan style, I had a very simple but delicious cake made from orange flower water.”
Lucy: “Pier’s Italian sisters made macaroons, Sardinian sweets and panettone for the mid- ceilidh snack. My Edinburgh crew provided bacon butties.”
Toby M: “Our traditional Finnish tiered cake was delicious, but for reasons I don’t fully understand I was entrusted with the final, top tier to ‘look after’ as Niina and I were about to leave the party (around 1am). Unfortunately, I was so overcome with emotion that I immediately dropped it.”
Chris: “Croque en bouche.”
Toby S: “We had a standard fruitcake. Square. I’d have preferred the heart cake from Lily Vanilli.”
Steph: “The cake was pretty standard, but the icing wasn’t. It was impenetrable. Karsten and I couldn’t saw our way through, even with the two of us holding the knife! We had to give up and hand the job over to the catering staff.”
Flo: “Our Argentinian creation involved loads of dulce de leche, of course. I didn’t even choose it as Pablo organised the whole thing. I just had to show up!”
Richard: “I remember a rather expensive cake, in three tiers. Each tier was in the shape of a suitcase – the largest on the bottom, the smallest on the top. Each case had icing handles and clasps and the top case had an icing luggage tag that read ‘Mr & Mrs Robinson. Sorrento, Italy’, which is where we went on our honeymoon.”
