In Honor of Release Day...

Accidentally in Love with the Pilot's meet cute happens when Ben delivers a unicorn cake to Emma's birthday party. 
When I wrote that scene, I had no idea that unicorn cakes were a thing. Like, a thing with a hashtag with many, many Instagram posts. Go ahead and look. I'll wait. See? Crazy! And as I've said before, if there are instruction on the internet, I can probably make it. 

I've been getting ready to make my own unicorn cake to celebrate release day. 
First I made some buttercream fondant from a recipe I found online: 

This is me with the remnants of my RWA manicure still clinging to life, measuring (yes! I measured!) salt into the fondant. That's one of my Mamaw's old measuring spoons. It's a little beat up, but I figure it's still pretty close to accurate.
Update: the fondant was a bust. It got too soft too quickly to make anything (like a horn). I'm saving it to hid Stella's antibiotics in (she's wise to my peanut butter tricks!).  

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Then I made a double batch of butter cream frosting, according to the directions in the Wilton cake decorating kit. I used up a bunch of food coloring, trying to get a fairly representative set of rainbow icing colors. 

Then, quick thinker that I am, I put all the colors in plastic bags, since that's what you use to squeeze the frosting through the fancy little metal thingies. Except I kinda forgot that you have to have the little metal thingy fastened in the bag before you add the frosting. OMG, what a freaking  mess THAT turned out to be! 
We had to squeeze everything out of the original baggies and into new, tip-enhanced baggies. 

Then I went to bake the cakes. Except I kinda forgot to call the oven repair guy (the digital display doesn't work...so there's no way to turn it on). I thought...heck, let's make cake batter pancakes! How hard can that be? 
Well, friends, let me tell you. It's really hard. to get the cake to firm up enough to be flipped, it's got to be almost burned. I don't really care for burned cake, so I had a lot of wonky, damaged Funfetti pancakes. 

Favorite Daughter pointed out that we do have neighbors, who have functional ovens, and might even let us use one, but it was a little too late at that point. 

So anyway...
Time to stack the cake layers, gluing them together with plenty of buttercream, maybe adding a few broken bits here and there to level things off. 

We moved it to a cutting board, added more layers, and some half-pieces so our unicorn would have a back end, and more buttercream (which was too firm--I suspect I need to pay more attention to the directions for fondant and butter cream for the next time)! 

Then favorite daughter commenced decorating. I tried a few rosettes, but apparently she watches more "Nailed It!" than I do, so she actually knows how to do some of these things. 

​Here's my Favorite Daughter. Note how she kinda has unicorn colored hair. 














​That little lump to the left there is the unicorn's rump. 

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​Ta da! He's finished and ready for the official Horning of the Unicorn ceremony. Which Mr. Stanley didn't quite record to our specifications, so I can't show you how nicely Favorite Daughter rammed that gold candle into our unicorn's unsuspecting skull. 

One finished unicorn cake...almost. 

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We wound up using white mystery flavor Airheads to make the ears, since the fondant pooped out on us. 

Note that poor Mr. Unicorn may have sampled a little too much buttercream, because he yakked it back up. 

So that's it. The story of the Accidentally in Love with the Pilot release celebration unicorn cake. 


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