Sure, Just Let Me Harvest an Ovary

by Marinka on June 16, 2008

Here’s an email that I received from a local cake goddess in response to my needing a Pokemon cake for my son’s wedding, I mean 7th birthday:

If we did a sugar pokemon on top a cake the cost would run $850 not including delivery. Where is the party being held, would you like to pick it up or have it delivered? If this is something you’d like to proceed with we would need to know by the end of the day today to ensure we have the time to create the sugar figure and let it dry. I’ll send you over our flavor chart so you can check out our flavors if this is a go.

Is there any doubt at all that if I picked up this cake I would drop it immediately and the sugar Pokemon would break into a gazillion shards?

I forwarded it to my husband with a “I assume this is a go, right?” Even though he is across town from me right now, I heard a very loud gasp, followed by a thud. If he wants to economize on our only son’s happiness, I don’t know what to tell you. Sad.

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Jonathan June 16, 2008 at 7:36 pm

She must either do tons of business or no business. Or she is actually a hooker.


Jonathan June 16, 2008 at 7:43 pm

p.s. i was inspired by your other post to buy slippers today! the excursion worked out a little better for me, but was still challenging and i thought of you the whole time!


sofie June 17, 2008 at 10:00 am

If Jonathan is right and she is a hooker, maybe “sugar Pokemon” is code for “big naked lady” on top of the cake. In which case (or cake), sure, it’ll cost more, but what a memory for the 7 year old boys to take home forever! I bet nobody else has thought of it!

Seriously, that cake costs $750.00 more than my wedding cake did. And my wedding cake cost $70.00 more than my wedding DRESS did. So, I’m not moving to NYC. Or if I do, time must freeze and my children must not have birthdays.


Marinka June 17, 2008 at 2:43 pm

I can’t figure out how to respond to comments! Unless I’m doing it right now, of course.

This is actually a famous cake designer in NY, so I’m not sure why I thought that she would be a good choice for a kid’s birthday party. So it’s my fault. But I’m taking “poetic license” and blaming someone else. That is what “poetic license” means, yes?


sofie June 17, 2008 at 4:12 pm

I’m pretty sure “poetic license” is when you blame Robert Frost for all of your own personal shortcomings. Which I try to make it a point to do at least three times a day.

But don’t quote me on that. It was Frost’s idea. That and the thing about good fences making good neighbors. Crazy old coot.


Wendy June 19, 2008 at 6:04 am

Blaming Robert Frost is better than what I do three times a day–blame George Bush. I always heard Frost was kind of an SOB too…


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