tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post2748819845781253810..comments2024-01-01T20:33:52.554-08:00Comments on a moon, worn as if it had been a shell: PerspectiveElizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-70233198159188402972011-07-09T23:13:52.677-07:002011-07-09T23:13:52.677-07:00I bet it was still just as delicious - appearances...I bet it was still just as delicious - appearances are overrated (correct perspective?)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-82981357980022679022011-07-06T23:36:49.585-07:002011-07-06T23:36:49.585-07:00Oy!
(I can attest to worse things going wrong at ...Oy!<br /><br />(I can attest to worse things going wrong at a wedding though)<br /><br />You had love, sorrow and hope ... And all of it wrapped up in the people - not the cake. Beautiful work indeed.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10818795902981871173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-39979657096262630232011-07-06T10:45:10.670-07:002011-07-06T10:45:10.670-07:00Oh. NO. I sincerely hope that your friend just ser...Oh. NO. I sincerely hope that your friend just served it anyway. That's what I'd have done. Just put it out and cut it like you always do at weddings. Wouldn't you just love the pictures?! The couple posing, knife in hand as they cut into a cake that has fallen over? I think it would have been a lovely metaphor that sometimes life slides sideways, no matter how hard we try to keep it upright, but even when it's fallen over, it can still be pretty damned tasty.gretchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00952840544630534206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-81809957211106327752011-07-06T00:02:19.180-07:002011-07-06T00:02:19.180-07:00Oh, Elizabeth. I would have still served it becau...Oh, Elizabeth. I would have still served it because it was made with love and it was probably delicious!<br />(((hugs))) to you!Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-55782638055964472462011-07-05T21:24:41.265-07:002011-07-05T21:24:41.265-07:00I know that cake still tasted delicious. I'll ...I know that cake still tasted delicious. I'll bet it was enjoyed regardless. Take a deep breath, dear Elizabeth. Life goes on. Here's the thing. That cake was made with love.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-44467214547446581122011-07-05T20:31:40.364-07:002011-07-05T20:31:40.364-07:00That cake is a thing of beauty...and to me, it sti...That cake is a thing of beauty...and to me, it still is, even after the car trip. It was obviously made with more love, intention, artistry, joy and PRESENCE than most any other food any of us has been blessed to eat.<br />I'd be proud to eat it, rather than a perfect-platic-assembly-line cake. But then, I'm not a new bride, so my perspective is different. I can think of some suggestions for the wedding reception, but my first inclination is to post a photo of that cake as it was when it left your loving hands, and then eat it as it is. It's still delicious, and may just be a perfect metaphor for life - and married life.Gbergerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08895779471612397202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-42525997274482436492011-07-05T19:58:15.651-07:002011-07-05T19:58:15.651-07:00I think both you and your bloggy friend has enough...I think both you and your bloggy friend has enough perspective for the whole LA area, what you guys need is a break from all the madness. I'm really really sorry about the cakepocalypse, it sucks. You can't possibly blame yourself though, it was an accident. Hugs.erikahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03048369118376287016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-74324461215038978482011-07-05T19:34:43.491-07:002011-07-05T19:34:43.491-07:00Yes. A cakemaker's nightmare. But really- it w...Yes. A cakemaker's nightmare. But really- it wasn't your fault. <br />Oh Elizabeth. But yes, it will all end with funny memories. <br />Still.<br />Hell's bells.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-55919744879014812632011-07-05T19:28:32.236-07:002011-07-05T19:28:32.236-07:00I love you.Enough said.I love you.Enough said.Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04209967185741239050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-47255359252013727462011-07-05T19:27:06.614-07:002011-07-05T19:27:06.614-07:00your friend is my friend and how I found your blog...your friend is my friend and how I found your blog.... you are both wonderful people coping beautifully with whatever life hands you.... very inspiring, and maybe that's all that matters.<br />P.S. my son saw your cupcakes...was ready to eat them off the computer.... do you ship to Connecticut yet????? If not it may be time to expand the business!!!!colleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13329067973795030839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-13802287133632608722011-07-05T19:13:04.421-07:002011-07-05T19:13:04.421-07:00Oh, dear oh, dear, oh, dear.Oh, dear oh, dear, oh, dear.Denise Emanuel Clemenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10982725113569943337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-18176249702408776182011-07-05T18:40:23.617-07:002011-07-05T18:40:23.617-07:00Oh.
I'm just so sorry.
It was a beautiful cak...Oh. <br />I'm just so sorry.<br />It was a beautiful cake.Julia O'Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16330856629856439993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-83986815575442847152011-07-05T15:37:29.641-07:002011-07-05T15:37:29.641-07:00If I was your friend with the wrecked cake, I woul...If I was your friend with the wrecked cake, I would have displayed it lovingly, next to a picture of the cake before its hapless slide, and a beautifully calligraphied sign that read: May all your troubles taste as sweet as this one.Noanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01300868872496481473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-51990321668708079272011-07-05T14:56:59.330-07:002011-07-05T14:56:59.330-07:00You're right, it's not life and death. Bu...You're right, it's not life and death. But it's hopes and dreams...which are part of the package. Of course you're hurt and upset. <br /><br />I'm sorry it happened, can feel your hurt even from this distance. <br /><br />The only comfort I can think of is this, You did the best you could. There was not one thing that you knew to do you left undone. <br /><br />It will never happen again. You know that's true. You'll over-engineer every tiered cake you make for the rest of your life. You'll have backup cake layers in the freezer and an extra day before it's cut. <br /><br />And as much as it hurts today, it's not the worst thing that's ever happened, to any of you...<br /><br />Hope you & the kids can go to the beach soon for some ocean therapy.Kathleen Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10868566314392048880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-49006776164113946502011-07-05T13:36:51.487-07:002011-07-05T13:36:51.487-07:00ay Dios mio.
It was beautiful. Cakes are fleeting...ay Dios mio.<br /><br />It was beautiful. Cakes are fleeting things. Their beauty is fleeting. This one fleeted a tad earlier than expected, that's all. <br /><br />Ay Dios mio.Maggie Worldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12578683202372124444noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-49905215015553112672011-07-05T12:50:34.994-07:002011-07-05T12:50:34.994-07:00Oh, god, I felt this coming. I admire your composu...Oh, god, I felt this coming. I admire your composure and sense of humor.Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-23697595951936415072011-07-05T12:27:24.938-07:002011-07-05T12:27:24.938-07:00Scheisse.Scheisse.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-16910820868673805912011-07-05T10:48:34.623-07:002011-07-05T10:48:34.623-07:00I have always wondered how do wedding cakes get tr...I have always wondered how do wedding cakes get transported? Do you bring in a van with spotters who tell you as they sit next to it "hey slow down" or "she shifting stop the car!". I just don't know.. <br /><br />No blame for you...the cake was beautifully prepared and the couple picked it up. You can only do so much...it's too bad they didn't take you up on coming to repair it. I bet you could have.<br /><br />Either way a memory was created and you just have to take it that way.Ellenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00912709342270151365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-88156730105505997402011-07-05T09:50:51.471-07:002011-07-05T09:50:51.471-07:00Oh , Elizabeth.
Do you ever feel that regardless o...Oh , Elizabeth.<br />Do you ever feel that regardless of how much you make or have a plan,<br />there is a much larger story being written . <br />Sometimes , it confounds me, slays me, infuriates me,<br />but all that's left most days is trust. <br /><br />I wish you peace in the trust. As your mantra says... eat the cake and move on. <br /><br />love to you.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15924061349390319473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-72461745024294116082011-07-05T09:50:32.023-07:002011-07-05T09:50:32.023-07:00Beautiful. Painful. Uplifting.
Thank you again Eli...Beautiful. Painful. Uplifting.<br />Thank you again Elizabeth.<br />And I loved the photo of you that you posted.<br />And the cake was spectacular.Jodyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14787817425016037849noreply@blogger.com