I couldn’t choose which link to post…so have a bunch!
What those dead bird holiday cards I posted the other day actually mean.
I couldn’t choose which link to post…so have a bunch!
What those dead bird holiday cards I posted the other day actually mean.
To my American readers…the Fiery Satanic Turkey of Death Cake wishes you happy Thanksgiving.
For those outside the US, here’s a cake that was supposed to be Thanksgiving themed…but I can’t, for the life of me, figure out what it’s supposed to be. This abomination transcends cultural boundaries. Any guesses?
I’ve been remiss in posting daily due to medical troubles that I’ll briefly detail here at a later date. In the meantime, if you’ve had enough Halloween fun sized candy bars and are ready to move onto something more…paleontological, check out Sarah Hardy’s chocolate tooth fossils!
I would love to stand this T-Rex tooth on my desk and gnaw at it periodically (and by periodically I mean probably finish the whole thing at once).
Oh yes, these are chocolate. Hand molded and painted (with more chocolate).
This would be the perfect cake for a Halloween party (the “bloody” syrup coating is a nice touch).
Apparently this was done in honor of The Walking Dead (which I admittedly stopped watching a couple seasons ago because I started getting bored with it…zombies are very overdone these days so it takes a lot to keep my attention).
I’d love to try my hand at this cake. Watch the tutorial video!
You’d be surprised how different bakeries execute the task of making a “frog cake.”
For reference, this is what a frog actually looks like.
And now for some examples of generous amphibian artistic liberty!
This gorgeous lady is all made for date night.
Don’t know what frog limbs look like? Tentacles curling in on themselves with random smatterings of black gunk is a fair guesstimate.
What are those blue dollops of icing on the head? Anyone? I can’t say I understand the mouth either.
This isn’t how anything works. But if the customer requested “Oscar the Grouch as a nuclear casualty,” this cake would be on point.
From the fine folks at Cake Wrecks.
You won’t find too many standard rainbows on this blog, simply because I gravitate toward the darker side of art. But the recent US Supreme Court decision for nationwide marriage equality warrants a special celebration.
Julie Seabrook Ream, a dedicated mother and artist who could never pick a favorite color, has endeavored to make a rainbow collage every day for 100 days.
These collections newly frame the most mundane household objects. Anything can be art in the right hands.
Soapbox side note:
While I’m ashamed to live in a world where race, gender, sexual orientation (or other arbitrary factors determined by the dominant power structure) has any bearing on an individual’s rights or happiness, I’m heartened to see that human beings are evolving enough to begin dissolving our self-created boundaries. Congratulations to the LGBTQ community on an embarrassingly long overdue victory!
As someone easily entranced by patterns in art…and cake in general…and as a diehard Jungian, I adore Stephen McCarty’s mandala cakes.
I believe these are raw, vegan confections (a culinary area I know very little about, but should probably explore due to food allergies. These cakes are luring me into inspired exploration).
It’s meditative art you can eat! Amazing.
Many more at the source.
Stephen McCarty
I’m going to begin this post with a statement some might consider utterly blasphemous: I hate chicken wings. Never touch ’em.
The Great Chicken Wing Hunt proves that a well made documentary can keep one thoroughly interested and entertained by subjects one has absolutely no natural inclination to enjoy. I, lifelong chicken wing hater, genuinely loved this film and I highly recommend it.
I cannot imagine a single human being (wing lover or otherwise) reading the following synopsis and NOT rushing to see it:
American expatriate, international journalist and upstate New Yorker Matt Reynolds forsakes a successful life in Eastern Europe, compelled by a singular obsession: find the world’s best Buffalo chicken wing. Joined by his long-suffering Czech girlfriend, a perplexed Slovak film crew, and a ragtag gang of wing-obsessed misfits recruited online, Reynolds embarks on THE GREAT CHICKEN WING HUNT. After 2,627 miles and 284 varieties of wings, the quest ends in the very countryside of Reynolds’ childhood, where he discovers that the perfection he has sought so hard to find was right under his nose all along.
Watch the trailer:
Hulu links will not embed on WordPress, but you can watch the full movie for free HERE!
The film has, for good reason, snatched up a number of indie film awards. It’s remarkably clever, surprisingly touching at times, and for the wing enthusiasts out there…rather informative. Let me know what you think!
BONUS SHORT FILM by creator Matt Reynolds: Lebowski, My Czech Wife and Me; a heartening look at a husband and wife’s divergent opinions on one of the best comedic feats of recent film history (I guess that qualifier reveals my own stance on the issue).