When the order came through for an owl cake... I was like "Wah-WHOOOOO!"
Owls are my favorite! It's the wise eyes, I think. And they're just about the coolest bird ever. You never see an owl being goofy or weird or falling out of trees. One time I had to dissect owl poop. But that's for another non-food post.
I was googling for words associated with owl (you know, to enhance my writing) and came upon a site called The Macrame Owl: Ensuring the longevity of the macrame owl species and to inadvertently increase the sales of bladder control products worldwide. This has nothing to do with cakes, I'm aware. But I was unaware of the plight of the macrame owl. Thank God for Google!
On their owl symbolism page it states that:
If you are drawn to owls or owl symbolism, you may have an ability to uncover secrets. People may feel uneasy around you, as if you are able to see through pretence. The owl also teaches us to acknowledge the dark side of our personality, and in that darkness we may find food for growth.
I don't know about you, but in the dark side of my personality lurks episodes of the Bachelor, Cheeto residue and a hatred of Al Roker.
Oh wise owl, help me be a better person.
Or at least stand guard on a cake and look really cute.
I got to have some fun with the sides of the cake. It was a hoot.
I'm stopping now with the wise foolish owl talk.
Did I mention that the owl is made out of cake too? He's three layers of vanilla cake with buttercream frosting.
Along with the owl cake, Marissa got her own smash cake:
I'm all about the ruffling right now. Ruffled owl feathers, ruffled icing, Ruffle Crowe...
Thanks for swooping by and taking a look. If you're interested in the plight of the macrame owl, you can be a hero by clicking here.