I am a mom.
I have 4 boys and a husband…so make that 5 boys.
We live a hectic life filled with laughter and chaos.
So, when Friday rolls around we are all spent. Tired. Exhausted.
Pizza night, anyone?
I grew up having pizza every Friday. Every. Friday. With no deviation. I never really gave it much thought when I was young, never considered the fact that my mom felt the same way that I feel now. I guess, as a kid you don’t think about your parent’s feelings. That’s the way it goes.
My kids are great, truly, but they are an exhausting gang. I woke up this morning to my 4 and 6 year old playing “Wipeout” in their room. And by “Wipeout” I mean that ridiculous show that is home to the big balls…heehee…nope, I’m not above it ;).
There were crashes, jumping, banging, laughing and then, of course, the inevitable crying.
6:30, Saturday morning in my house…oh yes.
Back to the pizza…
So, carrying on my mom’s tradition we also have pizza night, but we usually make our own. Which is fun because it becomes a family affair.
Pizza is a part of our lives, so much so that my husband has decided to build a pizza oven in our backyard. This, in theory, sounds awesome but my husband, while crazy-smart and cute to boot, is challenged in the finishing of projects, so I am fearful of having a half-finished pizza oven staring at me from the backyard for the next 5 years..but I’ll save that rant for another post
Now, here’s where pizza meets my blog…
I got an order for this and thought it would just be such a fun cake, and it was. I am quite certain that I had more fun making it than they could possibly have eating it!
It is a Snickerdoodle cake with vanilla buttercream frosting.
The “cheese” is grated white chocolate and the “pepperoni”, “peppers” and “olives” are made from fondant.
It was a 16″ round and I wanted to put it in a pizza box for cute presentation, but the pizza boxes I was able to get weren’t deep enough, so it just went in a plain white box.
Have a great weekend y’all!