moose lodge

Unfortunately, I had to spend my one weekened day this week going to a wedding. Chris and I spent a total of 8 hours in the car today just getting there and back again. The wedding was in the boondocks of Pennsylvania with the reception held at the Moose Lodge Family Center. Yes, it was as bad as it sounds. And they MISPELLED my name on the place card. C'mon, man!


They had strange signs posted everywhere, about bowling nights and family counseling and the evils of smoking. I grabbed the sign shown above because I took a fancy to it.

I meant to get a picture of the cake but the lighting was horrific inside and I never shoot with a flash. The cake was three tiers covered in white buttercream with a piped shell border and a cascade of purple buttercream roses. Someone had stuck their thumb deep into the side of the cake and I wished I had an offset spatula with me to fix the offending crater.

I can't wait to get baking again next weekend. I have been thinking about a Neapolitan ice cream cake...