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Wedding cake (hopefully unlike marriage!) does not last forever. This means that if you've spent the last 10 years staring at a royal wedding slice you bought at an auction in your freezer, now is the time to throw that slice out. It's not a complete myth that you can preserve a piece of the eight-tiered cake you bankrolled for your special day, but there are rules. We asked cake designer/pastry chef Ron Ben-Israel and Chad Pagano, pastry chef instructor at the Institute of Culinary Education, to lay it out the factors to consider when freezing.
The top tier of a cake, wrapped tightly in plastic wrap will be completely protected from air and freezer burn. "Eat it at the year mark, but not beyond then," says Ben-Israel. The decorative flowers, made out of sugar paste, basically last forever. "Sugar without moisture doesn't go bad."
Once you remove the piece from the cake, put it in a cupboard for a few days or longer (unwrapped)...it will go hard eventually (gently turn it over every so often). Once it's hard, you should be able to keep it indefinitely. However, make sure you keep it in the dark...in a cupboard or a box...it will fade if kept in the light. Also, it will become somewhat brittle...not like gumpaste, but still, if you whack it the wrong way, you'll end up with it missing an ear or piece of the bow.
I have a recipe question I saw the Turtle Cheesecake on Twin Cities Live today and the recipe did not specify if you prepared the pudding first ? or used it dry . Also how many pieces of Turtle candy , are the packages the individual 2 piece ones so you have six pieces ? Thanks
This is the hardest thing I have ever experienced. So many questions and not enough answers. When things come up it reopens the wounds and I start over grieving. Some days are better some are still bad after 2 1/2 years. I found that men often are the most lost. Women know how to grieve and express their emotions. They are at deep pain, but men are totally lost as this type of feeling is something they have never experienced on any level. We seem to unravel because we have no training in these emotions. Now I realize my destiny is to help others who have lost children. I used to sit and the grave every weekend and ask God why and what he wanted me to learn from this experience. Finally, he answered and showed me it was to help others. Compassionate Friends is a nationwide organization that helped me because I realized they understood my grief and times when I did not know if what I was doing was normal or rational. I realized there is nothing rational about emotions in this situation. I have experienced trauma and grief, but never from the depths of my soul on this level. I did not know it was possible to hurt emotionally this much and wanted it to stop. I wanted to hurt myself because the physical pain was better than the emotional pain. I feel was the past a dream or am I living a dream now. I am at times so exhausted and wonder when it is going to end. I now realize it will never end. It will not be as intense as much, but it will always be there.
I lost my Only son on january 11th 2015 and somedays I just cannot seem to make it but then I think of his son my only grandson and it keeps me going i know the pain the lost is so hard and with his birthday in a few days then the holidays I know it is going to be so hard I pray everyday for god to keep me going..Gale Horsey
My beautiful daughter Rene went to be with Jesus Nov. 3,2013. I miss her so much the pain is unbelievable. She is always in my thoughts and will be in my heart forever. The holidays are very difficult and yet I give thanks to the Lord for the memories. Time has made it easier and sharing her with friends and family has really helped. Thank you for the 7 things.
I lost my son 7 years ago on 9/11/08 in a motorcycle accident. My heart is still breaking today, I will never get over it !! Holidays and his Birthday are so hard to get through !! Everything you said is so true !!
There are so many stories I could tell about Zack. How he changed my life with his presence. Or how he always smiled even when he was suffering from the medical conditions he had. How at his funeral, children in class would approach me and tell me how he talked to them about God and His love for them. Something I did not know he did. How he proved to many that there are good people in this world just by being his loving self. All these things are just the tip of the ice berg that was the life of my baby boy. He was an inspiration to all who knew him. And although I know that others miss him, but there is no one who misses him more than I. A piece of my heart moved on with him. Sunny days are still dark and stormy days are just an external expression of the storms of pain that blow non stop in my heart. Yet, I still go on. Not for myself and not only for my children, but because it is what he would want me to do. He once told me that I was the strongest person he ever knew and I intend to make him proud.
I lost my youngest daughter 24 on Aug 15, 1994, she was to be maid of honor in her sisters wedding on Sept 24,1994. This has been 21 years ago and it hurts on all holidays and every day still. This is something you do not easily get over if you ever do. I still think about my Pamela every day , there is always things that make you remember, and places, and things. She was a very smart, beautiful, people friendly and did a lot of wonderful things for people, in need, very outgoing energetic. The one thing I miss most she worked in the town where I live and every day for lunch her lunch break would be here at my house, miss that so much. Brings tears to my eyes when I think of all of this. She is loved so very much yet and missed every single minute of every day. The guy responsible for her death still has not said he is sorry. He is a real piece of work.
I have learned more than seven things since my son passed away but I do agree that the holidays are the hardest time, it has been ten years since my son passed and every year I tell myself I want to go away and come back when the holidays are over but then I think about the rest of my loved ones and how they would miss me and so I stay, I just try and remember how much my son loved the holidays, and loved being with everyone and that brings me some peace, but that is a hole that can never be filled
I beg to differ about this recipe not being for eating. I have used this recipe, or one that is very similar, to make gingerbread houses for years, and it is awesome for construction, but also delicious. This is important to me because I think gingerbread houses SHOULD be eaten, especially if you have kids. I also have found that it can be rolled thinner than 1/4 inch and still holds up fine. This contributes to the edibility. When fresh, the cookie is hard and crispy, which is how I like my cookies. After sitting out for a few days, it becomes soft, but still very tasty.
This was my first ever time making gingerbread house dough and it was soo much easier than I expected. There were zero broken pieces, and the house assembly was incredibly easy. I followed the directions to a t, used the attached house template, and measured the 1/4" heighth of the rolled out dough at many points and was not able to get three houses out of one batch. I would say you could probably get 1 1/2 houses maybe 2 houses per batch. I ended up making this recipe three times in two days and made three houses (with some dough leftover) and I will definitely be using the recipe again. Thank you!
Wedding cakes can be a bit stressful Bridget! But we're here 7 days a week on the Baker's Hotline to help if you need us. Adding melted (and then slightly cooled chocolate) will be more stable than adding ganache. But you could get a stronger white chocolate taste if you added a ganache as another filling rather than (or as well as) adding it to the buttercream. Just a thought! There's also quite a bit of wiggle room as far as how much to add. The more you add the stronger the flavor, but also the less silky and buttery the buttercream will be. I would suggest adding it to taste, but having extra on hand just in case. Best of luck and don't forget to add us to your speed dial!
At the beginning, when the laws of Animal Farm were first formulated, the retiring age had been fixed for horses and pigs at twelve, for cows at fourteen, for dogs at nine, for sheep at seven, and for hens and geese at five. Liberal old-age pensions had been agreed upon. As yet no animal had actually retired on pension, but of late the subject had been discussed more and more. Now that the small field beyond the orchard had been set aside for barley, it was rumoured that a corner of the large pasture was to be fenced off and turned into a grazing-ground for superannuated animals. For a horse, it was said, the pension would be five pounds of corn a day and, in winter, fifteen pounds of hay, with a carrot or possibly an apple on public holidays. Boxer's twelfth birthday was due in the late summer of the following year.
Meanwhile life was hard. The winter was as cold as the last one had been, and food was even shorter. Once again all rations were reduced, except those of the pigs and the dogs. A too rigid equality in rations, Squealer explained, would have been contrary to the principles of Animalism. In any case he had no difficulty in proving to the other animals that they were not in reality short of food, whatever the appearances might be. For the time being, certainly, it had been found necessary to make a readjustment of rations (Squealer always spoke of it as a "readjustment," never as a "reduction"), but in comparison with the days of Jones, the improvement was enormous. Reading out the figures in a shrill, rapid voice, he proved to them in detail that they had more oats, more hay, more turnips than they had had in Jones's day, that they worked shorter hours, that their drinking water was of better quality, that they lived longer, that a larger proportion of their young ones survived infancy, and that they had more straw in their stalls and suffered less from fleas. The animals believed every word of it. Truth to tell, Jones and all he stood for had almost faded out of their memories. They knew that life nowadays was harsh and bare, that they were often hungry and often cold, and that they were usually working when they were not asleep. But doubtless it had been worse in the old days. They were glad to believe so. Besides, in those days they had been slaves and now they were free, and that made all the difference, as Squealer did not fail to point out.
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