I had a GREAT night last night (well, I should say tonight cause it’s 2:13am and I’m waiting for my cake to harden). It was a good friend of mine’s birthday and 8 of us went to La Vecchia (Yonge/Eglinton) to celebrate with Italian food and CAKE!
My friend loves playing the piano so I thought, “Sweet! A piano cake!” My original idea was to carve the entire cake into a piano but around 4am last night, I decided it was too ambitious, I was too tired and who was going to eat all the cake that I carved out!? I went for simplicity and decided to do a keyboard around the cake, some roses on top and some music notes.
Instead of writing “Happy Birthday”, I put the actual musical score on it. You can’t really tell in this picture since it’s cut off but it’s there, I assure you. My piano cover is still open to prove that I was finding the notes (I don’t think it’s been opened in the past 2 years! On another note, thank you mom and dad for paying for all those piano lessons, books/CDs, examinations and of course, for taking the time to drive me to and from the lessons and occasionally, beating me with a stick/bribing me when I didn’t practise. I’m sure I will pick it up again soon! )
SO when we got to the restaurant, the server informed us that there was a $1.50 surcharge PER PERSON for “cake cutting fee”. WHattttt??! In all my years of working in the hospitality industry, I’ve never heard of that. You might as well tell me it’s BEAR TAX — something that will be added to my bill to keep the bears away. Gah. Not cool, guys.
I, being good Asian girl that my momma raised me as, suggested eating the cake outside (in the 0 degree weather) instead of paying the $1.50 (each). It’s not the amount I’m upset about but the principle… I’m here to prove a point! That idea was quickly dismissed for obvious reasons and we had delicious cake. Cake-cutting Fee: 1, Jenn: 0 (boo).
The cake was 6 gorgeous layers, alternating between dark chocolate cake and luscious strawberry buttercream. I can’t wait to get that picture from my friend – it’s very rare that I get to cut into my own cake.
Remind me to tell you about the petite vanilla scones, a one-eyed and one-eared panda cupcake and the shanks… it was quite hilarious