My Cake Balls Look Like Crap
Hi, I’m Kristi. I’m a wife, mother, blogger and wanna-be photographer. Oh, and my cake balls look like crap.
What Are Cake Balls Anyway?
When cake crumbs and icing are married as one, rolled into balls and coated in chocolate – POOF! – pretty little cake balls are born. (And I kid you not, a fairy gets its wings.) Cake balls are pure confectionery bliss – beautiful and delicious at the same time. Oh, and according to Bakerella, they’re super easy to make.
Nobody Does Cake Balls Like Bakerella
Nobody.
Bakerella is a cake ball genius and baking diva extraordinaire. She lives in confection heaven, poops rainbows and sprinkles and has turned the traditional cake ball into little works of art that are almost too pretty to eat.
She also makes cake balls look so damn easy to make – which is the only reason why I even bothered to try my hand at making them in the first place.
It’s Bakerella’s Fault That My Cake Balls Look Like Crap
I’ve got to blame someone and it might as well be her.
There’s nothing more soul-crushing than pouring your heart into those delectable little treats only to fail miserably in the end. The mixing and rolling. The melting and dipping. The electric current of creative juices surging forth and oozing into those beautiful little confectionery masterpieces.
The blood. The sweat. The tears. The…The…
The cake balls that end up looking like crap because you actually allowed yourself to think for a tiny second that you too could be Bakerella. You – and by you I mean I – thought wrong.
Save yourself the pain of cake ball crappiness: Come down from the clouds, get rid of your pipe-dream and come on back to reality.
Your cake balls will suck, just like mine did.
You’re not the Cake Boss. You’re definitely not Martha Stewart. And there’s no way in hell you’ll ever be Bakerella.
My cake balls look like crap and yours will too.
The end.
Note-worthy: The melted white chocolate that proceeded to separate and harden just a few minutes into cake ball dipping may or may not have been a contributing factor to the crappy outcome of my cake balls. However, I like to think that it’s really Bakerella’s fault.
Also worth noting: I’m pretty sure that Bakerella poops like the rest of us cake ball-challenged folks. You know, in case you were wondering.
You’re welcome.
Tags: Cake Balls, Humor, I Want to be Like Bakerella When I Grow Up
For Christmas this year, my mother-in-law sent me a small box of cake balls (they were red velvet cake with chocolate covering) those things were absolutely heavenly. They were gone after two days. I still miss them and want more.
…..just not enough to face the failure that would happen if I tried to make them myself!
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