A few weeks ago, two of my greatest loves came together in a most glorious way. That's right, baking and science. Alright, I have a lot of greatest loves, I'll admit, but these are high on the list.
A good family friend graduated from Georgia Tech and I HAD to make this as his gift:
That's right, a periodic table made of cupcakes.
I can't begin to tell you how many hours of work went into this, but it was truly a labor of love.
I began on Wednesday by baking 12 dozen cupcakes. Half chocolate, half yellow cake. They were stored in ziploc baggies in the freezer until Friday. I had another friend come over to help, because I knew there was no way I could ice and decorate all those cupcakes with the 4 kiddos running around.
I worked her like a slave until lunch, when she had to get her own to little one's home for naps, and then once I got done sticking on about a million fondant circles, I got down to the nitty gritty...piping on all those darn symbols and numbers!
Confession time...I did not do this from memory. I know, I know, you would think I could just recall all 118 on a whim, but I can't. I blame all the pregnancies. I'm sure if it were not for the many times my body was forced to reroute blood from my brain to my growing fetus, I could. But I had to use a cheat sheet...you know, just to make sure they were all in the right place.
Once at the party, it was a thing of beauty. All those cupcakes, all that fondant, all those noble gasses...
It is my greatest cake creation.
So far.
