I’ve made cakes before. Delicious, moist, fluffy cakes. Sometimes with frosting, sometimes glaze, sometimes with just a dusting of powdered sugar.
But I’ve never made a layer cake. And we all know that presentation isn’t my strong suit.
I’ve always wanted to do it–try my hand at making things look as pretty as they are delicious.
I’m getting better at it, but when it matters, when all the money’s on the table, I call in the master.
The man with a vision (and that whole spatial-awareness thing that I never got).
The man who can freehand the Bat Signal.
The man who can take my lopsided, haphazardly frosted (but delicious) cake wreck and turn it into art.
So that when it matters,
When it’s important,
No one remembers that it tilted to one side.
They remember the sweet Batman cake. And the even sweeter birthday boy.
Thanks for working on Father’s day, Nick. You make Batman proud.