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Thanks so much for reading and Wreck On!
john (the hubby of Jen)
Contrary to popular belief, golf is not a complete waste of time. Many people, for example, use golf as a means to rid themselves of cumbersome money. Other, more talented players, actually use it as a means to rid themselves of cumbersome marriages.
Still, whatever your reasons, golf can be an “entertaining,” “exciting,” and “fun” “sport.”
So let’s look at some golf cakes, shall we?
So lush.
Now, golf courses come in all shapes and sizes, which allows for a wide range of difficulty, scenery, and funny faces:

“The good news is you’ve got a nice straight shot.
“The bad news is that ball is to scale.”
Which reminds me: would you believe the term “lead foot” originated in golf?

If so, then let me tell you the one about the goofy cake blogger who knew obscure factoids about sports.
In fact, this style of bag is known as the “Schweitzer Bag,” named after the famous German golfer, Albert Bag.
Fore = what you yell before you whack someone with a golf ball.
For = how you indicate who gets the ugly golf cake.
“Four” = *headdesk* *headdesk* *headdesk* *headdesk*
Golf claps all ’round to wreckporters Brandi T., Lauren F., Sam, Zakes C., K Eva., Stephanie, and Amelia B.
And here’s some fuel for thought: this wasn’t a special order. It was just out in the display case, on the off chance someone was having a nuclear power plant themed occasion worth celebrating.
Thanks to Clare M. for the rad wreckporting.
Darkness falls across the land…
Prince Humperdink: SKIP to the end!
[ahem]
And Grizzly ghouls from EVERY tomb…
Or maybe a Canadian Black Bear, eh?
Are closing in…to seal your DOOM.
And though you fight to stay alive…
“Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. I’m missin’myarm, and whereismyface?”
Your body starts to SHIVER.
(Or maybe that’s Orlando Bloom. Hm? LADIES?)
For no MERE MORTAL can resist…
Or…
… David Caruso riding a unicorn under a double rainbow!
The EVIL…
(Oh. Or that)
…of…
THE GRILLER.
Thanks to Melinda M., Sarah C., Natasha, Nell H., John M., Rebecca J., Carrie, Robin L., Wolfie, and P. Humperdink for saving us from having to find a cake for “y’alls neighborhood.”
“So it must be something that can imitate a cat.”
And finally, my favorite, no doubt written after someone was asked just a few times too many:
Thanks to Sara A., Julia L., Stephanie L., Sadie P., Rose B., Anne B., Elizabeth S., & Erin F., who are all going, “OoooOOooh, NOW I see it!”
It’s Threadcakes time again, peeps! This is the contest inviting you (yes, YOU) to make a cake of your favorite Threadless shirt design. There are fun prizes, and your cakes are judged by the likes of Mary Alice from Ace of Cakes, Bakerella, Bake and Destroy, and yes, even yours truly.
One of my favorite parts is seeing how folks interpret a 2D illustration into a 3D cake sculpture. You know, like this:
And its 3D interpretation:
By Elina Prawito of bake-a-boo
Now I want to play Super Mario Bros.
By Melissa Cody
I love how his little zombie legs are bursting through the baggie! Great detail.
You would think this next heavily detailed design would be impossible to replicate in cake:
By Jessica Keller
Click on the link to read Jessica’s extensive process in creating this cake. And if you think Jessica’s style looks familiar, it’s because she made the Yoshi cake from last year’s contest!
This is a cute design on its own:
By Trina TeeThe box is made of vanilla cake with white chocolate berry swiss meringue buttercream. Mmmmm…. cigars.
So naturally, its cakey counterpart is just as fun!
I wouldn’t want to tackle this incredibly detailed design:
By Sarah Woodward
Sarah just graduated HIGH SCHOOL! She’s really got a talent for baking and art… obviously.
By Joy Ortiz
Have a Sweet to nominate? Then send it to Sunday Sweets [at] Cake Wrecks [dot] com. And don’t forget to check out Threadcakes for more amazing cakes!
“The best way out is always through.”
Which is fabulous advice pretty much any time you’re not constructing a multi-tier wedding cake.
[Bah dum CHA]
Thank you. Thankyouverramuuuch.
If you’re not one of the people complaining about the heat right now, then you’re one of the people complaining about the people complaining about the heat.
Bad bikini cakes.
Yep, this record-breaking heat wave has clearly addled bakers’ brains, my friends, and the results simply aren’t pretty.
[singing] The hills are ALIIIIVE…
To the VAL-leys,
My…
Guys, I get a lot of wreck reactions via e-mail. I’ve seen multi-page rants IN ALL CAPITAL LETTERS from bridezillas, blistering sarcasm from disappointed parents, and more “LOL“s than I can count. I’ve even known one or two brides who had to take their bakers to court to get a refund.
However.
I’ve never – ever – seen someone sue a baker for over $4,300 over a misspelled name on a $55 cake.
If you can’t see the video because you’re at work, count yourself lucky. Frankly, I was ready to bash my own head in after the first three minutes. That lady gives crazy a bad name.
Oh, and here’s the wreck in question – or at least part of it:

The judge reads the baker the riot act over the cracks in the icing, but also points out to the mom that if you saddle your child with a ridiculously spelled name (it’s pronounced “Kiesha” but spelled “Keshia“) then you pretty much have to expect people to screw it up for her entire lifetime. And so stop sweating the small stuff already.
Good advice all ’round, wouldn’t you say?
Oh, and if *I* were that baker, I think I’d have replaced the cake with something a little more appropriate: