After my enthusiastic skewering of awful Death Star cakes last week, karma and my innate Jewish guilt demand that I sing the praises of a (far more impressive) Death Star cake for you this week.
Behold Rachel and Leander’s chocolate1 Death Star wedding cake, adorned with royal icing!
This handsome cake features a resemblance to the Death Star strong enough that I can forgive the satellite dish where a planet-destroying turbo laser should be.
Brits Rachel and Leander initially had a tough time convincing the cake artisans at London-based Konditor & Cook that they actually wanted to model their wedding cake after a fictional space station.
I sent the cake makers a picture of the death star and asked if they could do it. Funnily enough – when I asked for the Death Star for our wedding cake – it took a while for the cake person to take the request seriously. I remember saying ‘Look, it’s my big gay wedding and we want a Death Star!’
Heh. Awesome. Even though methinks “gay” means something different in British than in American.
UPDATE: I’ve been notified that Leander is, in fact, a woman and “gay” means exactly the same thing in the U.K. as it means in the States. Which makes the above quote about the “big gay wedding” twice as awesome.
But once they realised we were serious – they were lovely and the guy even apologised for being less than enthused with the idea the first time round! Normal people sometimes have trouble digesting geekiness – especially when it bursts into traditional territory!
Tell me about it. You should have seen the rabbi’s face at my Bar Mitzvah2 when I read from the Torah in my Darth Vader voice.
Thanks to Rachel and Leander for the details, and to Sophie and Bernie for the photo.
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