Now I do like a cake with a good story behind it and especially for a cake that is not of the traditional kind, so as you can imagine I was delighted to have an order for a cake of a raw steak. This story started out innocent enough. The cake was to have the birthday girl's birthday present, a super dooper steak knife, placed in it. And what better cake to make a raw steak than a red velvet. So out came the Hummingbird Bakery cookbook and soon after came out the sunken and not very red cake out of the oven and swiftly into the bin (via my lips for a quick taste or few). So, it was back to my fail safe vanilla sponge which was dyed a startling shade of red and layered with strawberry jam. Then the birthday girl's knife was not delivered on time so to add some excitement to the cake I made some mini-me's of the birthday girl's kittens. The cake was ready to party, even if it had grown to larger proportions than the planned steak and resembled more of a joint of beef.So, off to the party Miss Cake and the steak went. And a fabulous party it was too. The birthday girl cut her cake, passed some around and posed with it and saved her bit to eat the next day lounging off her hangover on the sofa with X Factor. However, the steak became victim to party revellers and drunken behaviour and something explicable happened to the poor cake..... it was ruined and had to be put to rest on the bin (unbeknown to birthday girl until the next day when she arrived for the steak collection, hungry for cake). The poor birthday girl did not get to eat her cake after all. All she had to show for it was a tempting photo of how close she got.
