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What's a Wreck?

A Cake Wreck is any cake that is unintentionally sad, silly, creepy, inappropriate - you name it. A Wreck is not necessarily a poorly-made cake; it's simply one I find funny, for any of a number of reasons. Anyone who has ever smeared frosting on a baked good has made a Wreck at one time or another, so I'm not here to vilify decorators: Cake Wrecks is just about finding the funny in unexpected, sugar-filled places.

Now, don't you have a photo you want to send me? ;)

- Jen
Friday
Oct062017

Halloween "Huh?"s

For today's cakes I have no answers. Only questions.

Uh, what's up with her nose? (Or should I say "down with her nose?")
I like to think it's just a wart, but I get the feeling that it'sss...not.

 

Why is the toilet paper angry?

 

What do colorful sperm have to do with Halloween?
(Granted, "Happy" I could see...)

 

WHAT in the name of sweet Lassie is that spider doing?!?

 

I have two questions for Mr. Ghost-with-the-Most here:
First, why did the Wreckerator feel it necessary to include two small chocolate bars and a gummi worm? And second, why, oh why, did s/he put them there and in that order?

 

Now, I don't want to leave you with all questions, my dear Wreckies, so here's a cake that answers the following:

Q) What do you get if you cross Princess Leia, Dracula, and the Bride of Frankenstein?

A) This:

 

Paige, Carey H., H.M., Erin, Suzanne U., & Daa, you must admit the resemblance is uncanny.

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Thursday
Oct052017

Open Belly, Insert Foot

Friends, countrypersons, CCC-makers (ptooie!):

I've tried to be reasonable.

I've tried to show you the appetite-killing effects of edible mommy bodies:

I've tried to show you the cannibalistic undertones, the disturbing ramifications, and the flat-out creepiness of neck stumps and booby slices.

I've even shared with you the horror stories of raspberry fillings, plastic baked-in babies, and mock C-sections!

All to no avail.

And now - NOW - bakers are adding an homage to the scariest scene in Ghostbusters. Because that scene with the demon dogs pressing their faces through the door? [sing-song] A-DOR-ABLE!

Quick! GET OUT OF THE ARMCHAIR, DANA!!

 

Sure, they might have started out small...

"Aw, lookit da cutesy-wootsy lil' foot sticking out! Haha! So sweet!"

 

...but it wasn't long before bakers were pushing the boundaries of what anyone could stomach.

Literally.

(Also, ow.)

 

And because more is ALWAYS better...

"Leeeet ussss ooooouuuut!!"

 

...it wasn't long before the laws of physics went completely out the window:

Sweet mercy, woman, TELL ME you're getting an epidural.

 

So I ask you, fellow citizens, are we to stand for this? Or will we put our foot down, stop toeing the line, and kick belly cakes to the curb once and for all?!

Hey, wait a second. You just saved these photos to your "inspiration" folder, didn't you, bakers? YOU'RE NOT EVEN LISTENING TO ME, are you??

Oh, fine. Just send me photos when you're done, and we'll call it even.

 

Thanks to Amy U., Elizabeth M., Alanna E., Amanda R., Mary V., & Holly T. for today's belly laughs.

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