We interrupt our regularly scheduled Halloween posts to bring you this incredible Frankenweenie cake. What a great effect!
See many pictures and the step-by-step creation here.
Tag: food
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The folks at Cadbury have done it: found a way for us to get into that Creme Egg sugar coma TWICE a year. Now in stores…and in my face…
My review is simple. These are Creme Eggs. The yolk is green now. Doesn’t matter. If angels were real, they would eat only (s)creme eggs…all the time.
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Andie’s Specialty Sweets has a host of classy edibles to embellish your cakes or baked goods.
Earl Grey flavored portrait lollipops:
Gears, for the steampunks:
Skeleton keys:
Cameo:
See more here.
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Oh boy…I’ve found my new favorite cookie designer. Check out these personalized headstone cookies by American Cookie Craft.
There are edible homages to some of my favorite silent classics.
And the black cat that graces my wall (a shirt, and a pair of knee highs).
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Here we have a beautiful case of food imitating t-shirts imitating art. Threadcakes hosts a yearly contest for the best cake creations based on their t-shirts, and this one caught my eye in particular.
Here is the original art:
And here is the cake:
I’ve posted a submission to threadcakes before here and will most likely do so again. It’s great fun to look through the submissions.
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It looks like I was featured on Freshly Pressed, which has brought some new readers to this blog. If you’re new here…welcome! Please relax and stay a while…like this guy (by Michael Pratt):
Let me entertain you…
The cat does not appear to find this hairstyle flattering.
If swimsuits covered 99% of the body with the finest layered long sleeves and trousers…I’d be more like to wear one in public.
By comparison, this classic striped number looks positively scandalous.
Sea Lions…with human brains.
Violent beatings are always a great way to sell a product.
Few things go together like guns and Christianity…
…or kids and cigarettes.
…or booze and mornings.
Head of marketing campaign: “Don’t you see? We’re not selling a product, we’re selling a lifestyle!“
Let’s look at happy things now, shall we? Like this laxative-dosed child.
I SAID…be happy!
Something tells me the gelatinous fish pie is not going to be the kiddie crowd pleaser this ad implies.
Yes. This is exactly what they do. This…and drool on things.
It’s what all the hipsters are using:
The “Health Belt” does absolute wonders…if you’re a man who happens to be sketched on paper.
What happens when there’s a fight on family portrait day in 1858.
Crazy Cat Lady dreams…
My thoughts originate from a 2″ X 2″ square of brain perpendicular to my eyeballs, in the very center of my forehead.
And if you want to know the depths of a woman’s thoughts, look no further than this handy diagram.
…Well then the whole trip is ruined:
This is a deeply profound message. See it. Feel it. Know it.
Amazing.
Double amazing.
May you all have a knockout day.
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My apologies for the lack of posting yesterday. Some days just don’t allow for blog time!
Absolutely love this:
Space Cat instantly brought giant smiles to my face.
I hope this next one is purely literal (as indicated by cover). If you’re as cool as Space Cat, there is no need for hallucinogens.
A lesson every child should learn.
1831 informative volume:
Awesome.
Yikes, Christian Crusade Publications.
As a hermit, I always make a point to have some wild friends. It makes for good stories.
Now it’s time to get political.
…Although we use the term “beautiful” rather loosely.
Perfectly polite.
As I post these covers, I’d like to thank Carrie and Fritz for peppering my email inbox with fun vintage books this week!
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I’ve had a mild obsession with “pizza cones” since I saw a picture of one a year or two ago. My favorite food in a novel new shape…how could I not be intrigued?
Now there’s a kit to facilitate the pizza cone making process. Here’s the demo:
I know it’s an impractical purchase…but I’m tempted. I imagine there are plenty of creative recipes one could make with this.
Has anyone had or made a pizza cone?
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It’s too bad the words in the English language are so limited. I wish there were a thousand different ways I could express my Father’s Day sentiments, but I once again go back to the blurb on my first SheWalksSoftly Father’s Day post:
Today I’d like to like to honor my dad, who is truly one of the most amazing individuals I’ve ever known. This man has been a stellar role model of compassion, responsibility and integrity, who continues to inspire me on a daily basis. I owe so much of who I am, and anything I may achieve in the future, to his love and guidance.
It’s a rare person (and a rare parent) who can seamlessly blend rationality and emotion, regulation and freedom, wish and possibility. He selflessly provided so much, yet taught me to take nothing for granted. From him, I learned to hope for great things…yet never balk at working hard to get them. I learned that love is not only words, but the genuine desire to make someone’s world a better place, honoring their needs with equal (if not more) importance than one’s own.
Dad, not a day goes by that I don’t appreciate the hell out of you! May I go forward in this world with the values you have taught me and make you proud…
Now for a few goodies.
Um…what? Bonus points to whoever has the best guess as to what this supposed to be?
Some nice skeletal father and child hands…
Well you ARE my anchor Dad, but something is lost in the execution here.
#…? Eh, forget it. Math is hard.
A tool.
The perfect gift.
Always a good idea:
Wow. Nothing says love like beating the hell out of your child, in as ad no less.
Hey dad, remember when you would take me to practice sports as a kid even though I was terrible at them and couldn’t wait until they weren’t mandatory anymore? Somehow you made it fun (which for me is the equivalent of enjoying a root canal). Thank you. (I chose this picture because I was probably just slightly less adept than a cat trying to play soccer…but close)
This is the truth:
Get it? Get it? *Nudge, nudge*
You gave me a love of monsters & macabre old and new! How I miss watching movies with you! (Gee, I love how I just start to rhyme like a Dr Seuss book sometimes)
So, #1 Dad (or, World’s Greatest…the best in the world…which is better than #1)…you are my hero now and always. I LOVE YOU!
Happy Father’s Day to the dads out there!
SheWalksSoftly 