So, we had this little state fair birthday party yesterday. You know, the one I’ve been telling you about, for the (now two-year-old) Wee One. I’ve been stringing pennant garland and fashioning felt animals for three solid weeks now. And if you think I have a Farmers’ Market Monday post today, you’re wrong; because unless you want my recipe for buying pre-made broccoli slaw and adding matchsticked fresh carrots to it to make it look classy, I don’t have anything for you. What I do have is a little recap of how the day was spent, and some of the other food I made for the party.
Today is also my blog birthday, people. It’s been one year since I started working on this, and I’m happy to say it’s been great. To celebrate, I’ll be rolling out a few new sections on the blog over September, and I hope you like them. I’ll be back in a few days with more recipes, and we’ll be back to our normal fun around here. Right now, I have some felt animals to clean up.
Enjoy the party, and thank you for coming.
Once upon a time, a two-year-old had a birthday party. She was my two-year-old. So, balloons were gathered…
…buttermints, farm animals, and cake servers were readied…
…and Kim’s old-fashioned pink candy popcorn was made. Twice. Because it’s a proven fact that I can not make candy without it getting screwed up at least once.
There were corn cookies baked on sticks and arranged in gumball-filled mason jars. Because the only way to make Momofuku cookies more fun is to bake them on sticks. Period.
Still more mason jars were filled to the brim with Jennie’s outstanding maple nut granola…
…and magically transformed into favors using random leftover fabric, some textured cardstock, miniature clothespins, and a few inked stamps.
Of course, there was a concession stand. One of the offerings? This cake.
Yes; this cake. Did you want a closer look? Okay.
There we are; the Momofuku Chocolate Malt Cake, which was crazy to make and even crazier to unwrap and eat. The recipe (and a major new round of tips, because this one involves some tricky, sticky components) will be on the blog shortly.
There was a cornucopia of other food, all of it very picnic-like.
There was a dollhouse break because frankly, my Wee One doesn’t love crowds. She’s her mother’s daughter, after all, and would much prefer to be skittering about in the kitchen rather than socialize.
And so, we celebrated with some farm animals…
…opened an absurd amount of presents…
…partied under pennants…
…and eventually the guests wandered through cake crumbs and found their way home.
(I’ll see you in a few days.)