"What is going on with the top of the cake?" I hear you ask. "Why is it all lumpy?" Well, I shall tell you: I attempted a decoration using the letters "XB" for something that sounds like "crusty bokkenpootjes" and means "Christ is Risen", commonly seen on a lot of their Easter stuff, ropes of dough anchored by little balls at where the serifs would be. Here, in this exceptionally large and detailed photo, you can just make out the remains of the "X" on the left where the dough-pipe's upward thrust consigned it to wander way over there like a lost chromosome, along with the sole remaining little ball that probably belonged to the "B" but who is to say? You can plainly sense the force driving up through the middle of the bread, coursing with frothing yeasty potential energy, ready to burst through the screen at you!
The only remains of the "B" are the blackened thing that looks like a slug, or possibly a turd.
Subjecting these holy initials to such rude and aggressive treatment brings up all sorts of moral questions, which is probably why it is seldom done in this manner (though I can cite some photographs) but this is wisdom that came far too late. Dear sweet Jesus, have mercy, and thank You for the grace of frosting and sprinkles!
