Note: Does not contain actual poultry.
I have a friend who loves chickens, fondant, white cake, and having a less shitty time than she's been having lately. As a gesture at doing something small about the last of those, I combined the first three.
I never said I was an artiste. ("Shiny" is my friend's nickname.)
The good thing about fondant? Even when the forces of the F train conspire against you and you see the cake box drop to the ground in slow motion and land pretty much upside down? And ride the rest of the way to work full of sorrow, sure that all is lost? You may just find upon arriving and opening the box that all is perfectly fine within.
Shweet.
It was the best freaking chicken cake ever.
Posted by: Shiny at January 3, 2007 9:17 AM