This past weekend Dena Bryngelson and I taught our Swamp Thing class here in New Orleans. And boy did we have fun!
I mean we had a ball.
No seriously, I am not kidding. It was that fun.
Dena is crazy talented and a natural born teacher. Here she is carving her gator cake. I call her Edward Scissorhands. That knife just a goes a-flying and in what seems like a few seconds she has a 3 D masterpiece in front of her.
This is my buddy Pat. This is her third class with me. She is just a doll and quite the character too. I call her the walking Let’s Make A Dealgal. You need anything, anytime, she has it. Really…..anything. It’s amazing.
Here is Pat’s gator in the early stages. It was kinda cool having a whole room of gator cake fetuses at one time. Once they got legs and eyes they really started to come to life.
Here is Pat’s full grown gator. Isn’t he just adorable? He looks like he is laughing.
And here is her turtle. Oh my gosh he is cute! I wanna just pinch his little cheeks and take him home with me.
This is Pat’s completed scene. Isn’t it just awesome? The gator sure is eyeing up that turtle! HAHA!
This is Kim D, another home grown gal. Doesn’t she just look like a nice person? Well, she’s not.
JUST KIDDING! Kim is a sweetheart, and her cake came out great too!
This is Erin. She is a hoot. Great sense of humor. We hit it off just fine. She flashes a beautiful smile as she wields one big a$$ knife. Look out!
This is Chae, another loyal student. She has the cutest Cajun accent. Here her gator has his crumb coat and awaits his skin.
Chae’s swamp scene. Fantastic!
This is Patti. She works at LSU where my son goes to college. I told her she was responsible for keeping and eye on him and making sure he stays on the straight and narrow. That should be easy to do with a student body of about 25,000 don’t you think? I just love her smile.
This is Heather, Patti’s daughter in law. She does cakes as a hobby and is going to nursing school. YAY for nurses! You go girl!
This is Ramona. She is Patti’s sister in law and best friend. They have been buds since childhood. So I guess that makes her Heather’s aunt in law? I bet if we kept at it we could find Kevin Bacon in the mix somewhere too with these three gals.
This is sweet Scarlett. She is very quiet. Just stayed in her little back corner and worked as quiet as a mouse. We had her out of her shell by the end though! She came all the way from Tennessee!
Scarlett’s beautiful cake.
This is Kristy, another Cajun gal. This was the first time she had ever done any cake carving or airbrushing.
And she did an amazing job! Bravo Kristy!
This is Sharon. She has been a student of mine in Austin. She is very talented at all kinds of art, not just caking. She is very much a perfectionist. She was worried her gator would not come out looking good.
And she worried for nothing! Look at that masterpiece!
This is Natasha. She was very serious when she was working, but always up for a good laugh. She has a beautiful little girl too.
Perfect swamp scene. I love how the gator splashed mud onto himself while he was romping around.
This is Becky. My dear friend helped me out at my ICES booth his year. She is a very talented caker and just the sweetest gal you will ever meet.
Kim, another local bud. She helped me out at ICES too. What great friends I have. Kim works at Shell Oil, same place my sister Barbara does. Small world. I wonder if Kevin Bacon works there too?
This is April working on her little turtle. Mom to a sweet little girl also.
April’s kick butt Swamp Thing.
This is Carolyn. We were in culinary school together for 3 weeks. (I dropped out cuz my dad got sick and I never went back). But we stayed friends. She graduated with a 4.0 at the top of her class. Carolyn has been doing cakes for a very long time and is extremely talented. Super sweet too.
Here I am carving out the stump cake.
One student stump.
And here is another. See what I mean about how they all look different, but all look great?
Here is foliage drying that was airbrushed.
And the turtle that Dena and I made drying for a bit.Here is a little video of some of the class action. This video proves that I certainly need to keep my day job.
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Here are Dena and I with our completed cake.Ok,Ok, I confess I doctored the photo.
Saturday night after class Dena and I slept at my mother in law’s house because she lives very close to the classroom. (My house is an hour away.) After class a large group of us went out for a nice leisurely dinner. By the time we got back to the house it was after 10 PM and we were really pooped.
So my alarm goes off, and I get up to check on Dena. She is in the shower already. Check.
That is the last thing I remember, up until the point that Dena comes into my room . “Sharon , Sharon? Didn’t you want to leave at 8:30?” I hear her saying thru my slumber.
I sit bolt up in the bed. “What? What? What time is it?”
“8:45”
“What? really? OMG how did that happen? I must have fallen back asleep! Shit! Class starts at 9 am! The students are probably already there! Crap!”
So I jump up still half asleep and started grabbing clothes and toothbrush and God knows what else out of my bag, and run around in circles in the room getting nothing accomplished. I cannot think. I am panicked. I cannot believe I did this. I am never late for my classes. Ever. I am very punctual and responsible. OMG. OMG.
It was the bed’s fault! That damned evil magical power sleep fairy dust bed! It must have cast a spell on me and sucked me back into its vortex via a transcendent gravitational force field. Dang mother in law and her perfect bed.
Dena, being the voice of reason, as well as being perfectly made up, cute and perky (I coulda decked her), suggested that she go ahead on to the classroom and get the students started while waiting for me to come. (We did have 2 cars, thank goodness.) So she went on ahead and I went into overdrive. In less than 15 minutes I was dressed, hair pulled up, slapped some make up on, brushed my teeth and threw on my wrinkled clothes and was out the door, blowing MIL a kiss goodbye as the wind I created rushing past her nearly knocked her 4 foot 6 inch body down onto the sofa. Driving well over the speed limit and taking turns on 2 wheels (not really), I made it to class just 18 minutes past 9. I got a round of applause when I walked in. Funny ladies.
And that is why I look like I do in that picture. As you can see, it was by no fault of my own. It was that evil magical bed. Yep.
It’s a Swamp Thing 2009 was a huge success! It was my honor and pleasure to teach with Dena, and we are making plans to do it again. Thank you to all the wonderful ladies who took our class. You all were great fun and did a great job on your cakes to boot.
