Isaac's train cake

In addition to the train table, I also had a good idea for a cake for Isaac, which a client at work had given me a couple years ago. I was thrilled to create two things for my little guy as I don't often get to use my creativity.

I baked the cake the night before in large and small springform pans and let it cool overnight. The next day, I began by putting one on top of the other and cutting a piece in the smaller, chocolate, cake to look like a tunnel. I also cut a ramp up the wider piece of cake.



I also whipped up some cream cheese frosting (yum... the boys and I ended up eating quite a bit of it out of the bowl after I was done... ok, I snuck in several helpings as I was frosting also!). I frosted the cake, creating a path up the incline and an arch over the tunnel. I used sugar wafers and brown frosting the create the tracks.



You can see I'm not very neat when doing this kind of thing... and that picture was taken after I tidied up a few things.

Isaac loved his cake. I just added a train that I gave him with his train set and a couple candles, and it was complete. Notice how his little lip is covering his upper as he blows out his candles... luckily he didn't have a cold that day because we all would have gotten it just by eating the cake!



Comments

Katie said…
That is absolutely adorable! What a creative cake and a thoughtful mommy!
November 24, 2009 at 8:33 AM
Anonymous said…
Hi, I am making this cake for my wee boy who turns three tomorrow. Just wanted to say thank you for the idea, he's going to love it!
May 13, 2015 at 5:50 AM
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