By Great White Snark | October 30, 2009
Jen crafted this fantastic Han Solo in carbonite cake for her husband. Which I would take to mean either, (1) “I share your enthusiasm for Star Wars, husband,” or (2) “I wish I could freeze you to eternal silence in a futuristic metal compound, husband.”
Let’s assume it’s the former.
In her words:
Han Solo in Carbonite Cake for my husband’s birthday. Took me 2 years to get the courage to put it together but I came through.
Chocolate cake with caramel buttercream, covered in chocolate fondant. Han is modeling chocolate.
Courage? I know what you mean. I’m always afraid of getting my finger stuck in some carbonite and never getting it back.