In last week’s newsletter, I ran a link to a story about a meatcake: meatloaf cake with mashed potato frosting. Barbara was inspired.
I only got before shots though, it was eaten too quickly to get shots of the meatloaf-y inside.
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psst. hey Drew. Tag! you’re it.. see way at the bottom of this post:
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Great work lately, or I should say “as always”!
-OFG
Cool! I made a meat cake for my son’s birthday last year. Wasn’t nearly as nice as Barbara’s but he loved it. http://praguestepchild.blogspot.com/2010/05/birthday-meat-cake.html
I will do it again this year for sure, but I might try doing it in sections for more control.
But yours is a car. Made of meat. That’s cool.
A while back, I made meatloaf muffins for a get-together. I used mashed potato frosting, and at the get-together, people decorated their own muffins with ketchup for icing gel. They went over splendidly well. The one downside was the unintended torture it caused our 2.5 y/o friend. She was not much of a meat eater (almost completely vegetarian by choice, not by how her family raised her). She kept asking for a bit of “cake”, but once she got it up close to her face, she could smell the meat and wouldn’t eat it. She went through 3-4 iterations of this before she nearly broke down in tears. We finally had to give her a cookie and extra helpings of veggies to make up for the “cake” she couldn’t eat.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/bladerunnerpdx/3757932375/in/set-72157624177746776/
Oh, that’s so sad. What’s sadder is that I’d have been fighting with myself trying not to laugh at her.
This brings back a birthday party memory – my mother was big on theme birthday parties, and this one had everything backwards! The meatloaf was done up to look like the cake, the cake was done up like a meatloaf, and so on. Very fun and cool when you’re about 7 and it’s 1960! LOL!