The saga of the cake.

Three and a half years ago, Mr K and I got married. We had an amazing day - the weather was spectacular, the food was amazing, I was thrilled with my dress and everything went to plan - well, everything other than the cake.

The original style of cake we liked, courtesy of Martha Stewart.

Rewind 8 months and I visit one of Sydney's premier wedding cake purveyors on my search for the perfect cake. We discussed a few ideas for the wedding cake - apparently our original idea, something similar to Martha Stewart's sugar bubble cake - wouldn't work because of Sydney's humidity. We couldn't agree on the exact design but because they were so popular I decided to book in with them, knowing we'd come up with the right thing over the next few weeks. Over the next few weeks we emailed ideas back and forth and eventually settled on a two tier cake (almond and chocolate mud cake) with silver cachous rising up from the bottom of each layer to mimic champagne bubbles. It was the closest we could get to the original cake while still fitting in our black and white theme.

Our wedding day arrives and once the formalities are over and the canapes consumed, we make our way into the dining venue. At the exact same moment Mr K and I both clap eyes on our wedding cake and say - in unison "that's not our cake!!"

The cake that wasn't our cake. Sad Kitty.

The cake maker had made the original design we had discussed (which I hadn't really liked), with big clunky chunky balls of silver fondant all over it. Some of the larger balls were cracked and unsightly. It was nothing like the elegant design we had finally settled on. It was a comedic farce of a cake (smaller than we ordered too) and I was so disappointed. I know it sounds petty but I had put so much work into the wedding and for something so small to go wrong, despite all my efforts, emails, phone calls and hard work, it was crushing.

The cake company were very good about it - I rang them on the Monday morning and they immediately admitted fault because they hadn't updated my file properly with the final design. They offered us our money back but I never quite forgot that sinking feeling of my wedding cake being wrong. A small trifle for some people but for a control freak like me, it was a very big deal.

Fast forward to the baby shower and I knew I had to set things right. First stop: Faye Cahill. I had eaten many of Faye's cakes at weddings I have been to since my big day and I knew she was the one to make my cake. She is the undisputed queen of Sydney wedding cakes. No-one can hold a candle to her work - she makes the most beautiful cake creations and her floral work is second to none. We met and discussed a number of options for the baby shower cake and finally settled on a beautiful creation of two tiers with sugar flowers on the tops and vines cascading down the sides. I knew Faye would make us a beautiful cake and I was 100% right.

Ta daaaa! The most beautiful cake ever.

The final result was breathtakingly beautiful. I couldn't have imagined a more beautiful cake. When I arrived at Faye's studio in Marrickville on Friday I was speechless. It was exactly what I was after and the attention to detail was exquisite. And to top it all off, Faye's cake was absolutely delicious. I can't remember eating a more divine cake. We opted for almond with lemon ganache and chocolate mud with chocolate ganache and both were fabulous.

We have well and truly put the ghosts of the wedding cake to rest with this spectacular creation. Thank you Faye for your hard work and dedication to making such beautiful cakes. I can't recommend her work highly enough.

Kitty