On thursday, I celebrated my birthday. I am proud of my age. I have come a far way. I have grown in ways I never thought I could be stretched, yet I feel like I have never left the happy, carefree age of 5. I am a grown woman who has not forgotten to greet life with childish enthusiasm. The older I get, the sweeter I get. Gone are the teen tomboy-football-playing-days. Well, to be true they were long gone since the day I had to start taping up long nails in university to play football. I became a girl then to my father’s relief and I have been running full speed ahead since then.
I made myself a cake because I wanted to. I made it because I could. Having taken a Wilton Cake Decorating course at Tavola and the All About Cakes and Cupcakes Courses at Dima Sharif, I wanted to stop and celebrate my own birth in a simple yet profound way. I wanted a homemade cake made just for me by me. I didn’t have time to fine-tune and perfect the decoration, but I feel the rusticity adds to the homeliness of made-from-scratch-with love cakes. My aim was not perfection, simply acknowledgement that I matter to myself.
The rose is the ultra femme flower, signalling love, friendship, strength, hope in their myriad colours.
- Pink – There are a lot of variations of the pink rose. Usually, pink roses are used to express gentle emotions such as admiration, joy and gratitude.
- Dark pink – Deep pink rose blooms may mean deep gratitude and appreciation. Dark Pink roses also express elegance and grace.
- Light pink – Light pink rose blooms are symbols of sweetness and innocence
I saw the rose cake idea on Pinterest by I am Baker and I was able to recreate on my own (thanks to a solid cakek decoration foundation by Reem, my Wilton instructor)!
So with this cake, I celebrate with every woman who has nurtured me in my journey to womanhood. The grandmothers, mothers, sisters, sister-friends and daughters to come, I salute you. For the tea parties we never had, this one is for you. I will pour some of my spiced hibiscus tea into all of these cute little Roy Kirkham rose cups and make believe you are here with me, eating my rose cake sipping tea with your pinkies sticking out. I am the only girl who gets to wear a tiara though because today is mine. Whitney Houston decided she no longer wanted to share my day so she left the party early.
I made a Devil’s Food Cake from a recipe I got from Dima Sharif‘s baking course and I covered it all with pretty pink roses. I could have gone for the heavenly Angel Food but decided on the sinful decadence of Devil’s Food. The icing is buttercream, which is also a decorator’s disaster. Use a crusting decorator’s buttercream if you want a cake to show and real butter if you want it to eat. My aim was to make my cake and eat it. And that I did!
CHEF’S NOTE: This is really too pink for me but I am so happy you have your girls. Thank heavens you are not into pink bedrooms and floral bed linen! Colour aside, that cake was velvety smooth though. Great job as usual, Dima, my stomach owes you!