tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85836595506312876712011-04-21T18:13:02.722-07:00Johnnycakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18121092155269371854noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583659550631287671.post-36686011984910725012009-05-20T12:18:00.000-07:002009-05-20T12:26:20.696-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/ShRZKgjcpeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ai94o6pyeUg/s1600-h/IMG_0752.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/ShRZKgjcpeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ai94o6pyeUg/s320/IMG_0752.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337989495413056994" /></a><br />It is summer again, which means lots of free time and inspiration.  I have several ideas for upcoming baking projects, lately all I've been baking are pies! They are my first love, and fresh fruit just longs to be made into them.  The problem is I have no self control when it comes to pies, and must figure a way to get them out of my house before I eat the entire thing myself.  Usually takes less than 24 hours for me to go through an entire pie by myself.  Seriously. <div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583659550631287671-3668601198491072501?l=johnnycakesbycolleen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Johnnycakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18121092155269371854noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583659550631287671.post-49429790087646387052009-04-13T12:47:00.000-07:002009-04-13T12:59:12.008-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SeOZNI86slI/AAAAAAAAACw/dpxpF5nFFfw/s1600-h/IMG_0727.JPG">This was for a birthday, I loved this cake too.  <img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SeOZNI86slI/AAAAAAAAACw/dpxpF5nFFfw/s320/IMG_0727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324267635502395986" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SeOZMzSiOxI/AAAAAAAAACo/6f7o2ZLHbdc/s1600-h/IMG_0729.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SeOZMzSiOxI/AAAAAAAAACo/6f7o2ZLHbdc/s320/IMG_0729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324267629687487250" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SeOZMiKFnGI/AAAAAAAAACg/FX59yIwPbRA/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SeOZMiKFnGI/AAAAAAAAACg/FX59yIwPbRA/s320/IMG_0707.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324267625088654434" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583659550631287671-4942979008764638705?l=johnnycakesbycolleen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Johnnycakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18121092155269371854noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583659550631287671.post-55976991582791757332009-04-13T12:43:00.000-07:002009-04-13T12:46:20.223-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SeOWhnPxeKI/AAAAAAAAACY/qzAO1KHgON4/s1600-h/IMG_0641.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SeOWhnPxeKI/AAAAAAAAACY/qzAO1KHgON4/s320/IMG_0641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324264688697047202" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SeOWhY8w4hI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gtrafYLzVoE/s1600-h/IMG_0648.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SeOWhY8w4hI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gtrafYLzVoE/s320/IMG_0648.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324264684859220498" /></a><br />This was an experiment and I'd like to re-do it to try the idea again with a tiered cake.  I think it could be very beautiful .<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583659550631287671-5597699158279175733?l=johnnycakesbycolleen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Johnnycakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18121092155269371854noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583659550631287671.post-91727758288678405552009-03-26T20:25:00.001-07:002009-03-26T20:31:08.364-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/ScxIYOs62TI/AAAAAAAAACI/iA-CpsXPwXg/s1600-h/DSCN0149.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/ScxIYOs62TI/AAAAAAAAACI/iA-CpsXPwXg/s320/DSCN0149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317704841118275890" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/ScxIXj8aO1I/AAAAAAAAACA/lBaKp6iUZWA/s1600-h/DSCN0148.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/ScxIXj8aO1I/AAAAAAAAACA/lBaKp6iUZWA/s320/DSCN0148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317704829640522578" /></a><br />This was for my niece. I think it's one of my favorites so far, but then I think I feel that way almost every time.  <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583659550631287671-9172775828867840555?l=johnnycakesbycolleen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Johnnycakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18121092155269371854noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583659550631287671.post-2748644091060088342009-02-12T15:23:00.000-08:002009-02-12T15:25:31.541-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SZSv5_VPMqI/AAAAAAAAABg/qkya6h-cdWU/s1600-h/IMG_0394.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SZSv5_VPMqI/AAAAAAAAABg/qkya6h-cdWU/s320/IMG_0394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302056072109830818" /></a><br />I'm not gonna lie: Eating this cake was kind of creepy.  I prefer to make small animals now to put on the cakes instead of making the animal the cake.  I did this with rice crispie treats.  They are easy to mold and hold up well to a lot of man-handling.  This was also one of the first I did.  <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583659550631287671-274864409106008834?l=johnnycakesbycolleen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Johnnycakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18121092155269371854noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583659550631287671.post-15919882150507742482009-02-12T15:17:00.000-08:002009-02-12T15:22:45.838-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SZSu2CtStNI/AAAAAAAAABY/lINdDqChemA/s1600-h/IMG_0192.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SZSu2CtStNI/AAAAAAAAABY/lINdDqChemA/s320/IMG_0192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302054904784925906" /></a><br />This was the second cake I made, well technically the third I used fondant on but the 2nd I was proud of.  I was amazed that the cake looked just like pictures I used to draw with colored pencils.  I think this was the one that made me fall in love with this particular medium.  I started painting with food coloring and it was so fun to watch it gain depth.  <div><br /></div><div>Now that I know what I'm doing a little more I would do things differently with this one, but it still looks pretty to me. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583659550631287671-1591988215050774248?l=johnnycakesbycolleen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Johnnycakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18121092155269371854noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583659550631287671.post-64707613053419781122009-02-11T19:04:00.001-08:002009-02-11T19:10:16.994-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SZOSO-M5GuI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1Ajg-hE9otM/s1600-h/IMG_0301.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SZOSO-M5GuI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1Ajg-hE9otM/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301741972258101986" /></a><br />This was my FIRST cake.  I spent days and days on it and had no idea what I was doing. I didn't even know how to frost a cake properly, but it turned out pretty cute for a first timer and since then I've been the "designated birthday cake baker" for my entire family. <div><br /></div><div>SUCH is life I suppose! I love it... </div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583659550631287671-6470761305341978112?l=johnnycakesbycolleen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Johnnycakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18121092155269371854noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583659550631287671.post-12489816394080932872009-02-11T18:55:00.000-08:002009-02-11T19:01:35.023-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SZOQ6faQpMI/AAAAAAAAABI/qlCgq1ksg18/s1600-h/IMG_0754.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmIPDdw9cq8/SZOQ6faQpMI/AAAAAAAAABI/qlCgq1ksg18/s320/IMG_0754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301740520883659970" /></a><br />I liked this one. I used lots of creative leverage.  I asked my friend to tell me about her partner and took all the info I knew and put it into the cake.  It was one of the cakes I had the most fun on. I've had fun on all of them, but this one was special.  <div><br /></div><div>This was almost a year ago and they still have the dog in the freezer.  That makes me smile.  </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583659550631287671-1248981639408093287?l=johnnycakesbycolleen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Johnnycakeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18121092155269371854noreply@blogger.com1