Meat Me At The Super Beauxl: A New Orleans Native Reflects On Football and Food
February 5th, 2010 by Scott
Making friends with an exceptionally talented specialty pastry artist, I’ve come to know, is always a good thing to do. If you haven’t befriended one yet — like my pal Melissa Torres, aka Cake Hero — I highly recommend it. A couple of years ago, I trusted her to create my birthday cake, and boy howdy did she deliver: A giant, pink pig’s head with edible fondant ears, big black Xs over the eyes, and, in its long snout, a wax apple that served as the candle. And when we cut it open? You guessed it: red velvet cake. It was gruesomely fun, not to mention tasty. So, this past year I again decided to employ my friend and her considerable talents to craft me another exquisite birthday creation. Only this time, I wanted it to be a surprise. I emailed about fifty of my friends, and told them to take whatever they knew about me, for good or ill, and get in touch with Melissa with ideas and suggestions for what they felt was the perfect Scott Gold cake, something that summed me up in one lovingly baked and frosted package. Given how much they knew, I couldn’t help but worry a little bit, but I was willing to give Melissa the benefit of the doubt…
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