Back in June, my dad turned the big 5-5. On his actual birthday, though, he was out of town. So the night of his return, my mom baked his favorite cake as a surprise.
But it wasn’t just a surprise to my dad; it was a surprise to me as well! I had been out all day, and I arrived home at around 6 PM. (Daddy-Dearest was due to arrive at 7.) My mom greeted me at the door with “Hi Katie I baked your dad a cake will you decorate it for him oh by the way he’s coming home in less than an hour.” Surprise!
Ack! Not yet fully registering what she wanted me to do, I quickly pulled out my cake-decorating supplies and spread them all over the kitchen counter (usually the cleaning process alone takes half an hour). What to make… what to make? It wasn’t exactly an easy cake to decorate, with its bumpy icing and big, fat hole in the middle. With the clock ticking like mad, I had no choice but to put my perfectionist tendencies aside.
With pen and paper, I jotted down a list of things about my dad. Hmmm… he loves soccer. However, I’d *just* made him a soccer cake for Father’s Day. He’s a huge Beatles’ fan. But did I want to make four men, badly in need of haircuts, out of fondant? Nope, not really. He likes the Yankees…. Ooh wait. Daddy really likes turtles. They’re his favorite animals (except for Molly and Henry, of course). So turtles it is!
Close-up, with a spiffy party hat. Hello, Mr. Turtle!
Much more aesthetically-pleasing than this guy:
Who would YOU rather have on your birthday cake?
Below, cake with the candles (the cake wasn’t vegan, but it was my dad’s favorite– maple chiffon)
And I’m happy to say that the kitchen was spotlessly clean by the time my dad got home (5 minutes early!). Well, maybe it wasn’t spotlessly clean… but we successfully diverted Daddy away from the mess by showing him the yummy cake.
One happy Dad.