"How Will People Know It's A Wedding Cake?"

I had a big weekend in terms of wedding planning! It was very productive and as fun as it could be without my darling groom!

The cake meeting was quite reminiscent of the flowers experience. Now I didn't even want a wedding cake (we're getting the dessert buffet, which in wedding-speak is called a "Viennese display" - I don't know what Austria has to do with desserts, but I digress). But, my mom nearly had a heart attack when I said I didn't want a cake, so we compromised by saying we'd get just a small cake basically just for the cake cutting photo.

My dad came with me to be the male opinion since Matt couldn't be there. My dad kept calling it the "kak" (Father of the Bride reference). Luckily he didn't inform the baker, "A kak is made of flour and water."



When I made the appointment with this cake place (I've had their cake before - it's delicious!!), she asked if I had any photos of cakes. Of course I didn't. When we got there, she asked if I had photos of what I wanted. Nope, still don't.

Baker: What kind of cake are you picturing?
Me: Chocolate. Lots of it.
Baker shows me photos of ornate white wedding cakes with pink flowers and stuff.
Me: Um, those are really pretty, but they're white and big. I want chocolate and small.
Baker: Sure, we can do chocolate inside.
Me: No, I want chocolate everywhere, so I guess don't want a white cake. [White chocolate is not an option. Chocolate is supposed to be brown!]
Baker: Well, how will people know then that it's a wedding cake?
Me: Blank stare. It took a lot of restraint to not say, "First, people are AT a wedding cake. They will be able to figure out that it's not a Happy Retirement cake. Second, if people don't know it's a wedding cake, who the heck cares?"

Eventually she understood that I wanted something unique for our wedding cake. She showed us a picture of a birthday cake or something that was all chocolate and asked if that's what I was picturing, and my dad literally clapped and said, "Yes! That's it!"

Well said, Dad, well said.

Surely Matt and I are not the first couple to insist on a chocolate wedding cake, right?