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Birthday Party!


So, guess what?

You’re right, I have no way to know if you’re guessing or not, and this is a pointless exercise. But still, guess!

That’s right (she said, hearing your guess through the powers of the internet) – it’s my birthday today! Guess what else? Oh OK, we won’t go through that again – it’s my 30th birthday. I have been rocking around on this planet for 30 years and as I type, I’m swinging between casual acceptance, frank disbelief and what can only be described as stomach clenching panic, at a rather alarming rate.

The casual acceptance part is like ‘Yep, it’s just a number. Plus, life is awesome, and you’re not one of those people who’s set any kind of “life targets” that you now feel like you should scrimmage around and get accomplished in the next twenty minutes. Well done. Let’s party.’

The frank disbelief is like ‘Whaaaaaaaaat? I’m just getting started! It can’t possibly have been 30 years.’

The stomach clenching panic is like ‘DEATH IS COMING.’

So, now you know. Your humble writer is 30 years old on this very day, and as you read this she is probably doing some awesome bouldering. If you’re not familiar with it, bouldering is indoor climbing without ropes or helmets or any of that carry on. The G man and I started doing this in the last couple of months, and even though some weeks I’m really scared of climbing to the top of the walls and/or falling off while I’m doing it (which to be honest I think is probably natural, and I try not to give myself a hard time about it), most of the time I love it, and I feel like a spider monkey. The best parts are where you lose your footing and haul yourself back up with your arms – that makes a person feel BADASS, no doubt about it. I’m already getting people to prod the new muscles in my forearms, which I am disproportionately proud of.

Anyway, that is part of my birthday plan. The whole picture looks like this:

10am or thereabouts: wake up without the aid of an alarm clock and relish being at home, in bed, on a work day.

11am: have a long, leisurely shower. Sing ‘Caledonia’, ‘Livin’ on a Prayer’ and ‘Life on Mars’ at top of lungs. Sing any other songs that pop into head, also at top of lungs.

12 noon – 1pm: climb to the top of walls and jump back down again like bouldering rock star legend.

2pm: arrive at astonishingly awesome parents’ house, where astonishingly awesome siblings will also be arriving forthwith. Drink bourbon. Laugh until face hurts. Eat food that I have had no hand in preparing, and will have no hand in cleaning up after. Possibly play enthusiastic if amateurish guitar and sing at top of lungs some more.

11pm: arrive back at my flat, escorted by ever-patient G man. Watch a film with dinosaurs or aliens in it. Sleep the sleep of the just.

Doesn’t that sound great?

While I’m off doing that, I thought I’d give you some birthday party pictures to peruse. The week before last, I threw a birthday party for my beloved Thursday Sister Miss Pig. We had banners, paper plates, wine and more snacks than you could shake a stick at – the works. I took a whole bunch of photos, and today I’d like to share them all with you – after this big bunch of words at the top of the post, you deserve them.

Things started off very civilised.

I made some exciting things for us to eat. First of all, blue cheese and walnut sandwich cracker guys:

The recipe for these is here – Stilton and Walnut Crackers. I Scottished it up by using Strathdon Blue for the crackers, and the filling was some Skinny Crowdie with a splash of cream, a sprinkling of blue cheese and some minced spring onion. Delicious.

Then, sticking with the cheese theme, I made these Homemade Goldfish Crackers.

I used a sharp Cornish Cruncher cheese for these – this cheese is great just on its own, but adds a mega flavour boost to the crackers. They didn’t turn out as crunchy as goldfish crackers, instead being more puffy and pastry-ish, but they hit the spot. I also make them in heart and flower shapes, because those are the shapes that Miss Pig likes (and because I don’t have a fish shaped cutter, of course).

The last savoury joy was these sourdough grissini, of which I was extraordinarily proud. They earned me a proposal of sorts when I took the leftovers into work – that good. My sourdough starter Louie is still going strong, almost 18 months on. He did me proud.

There are three kinds of breadstick there – sesame seed, poppy seed and salt, pepper, garlic, chili and fennel. Oh yes. Add a bit of humus and you’re golden. You can find the recipe for Sourdough Grissini on YeastSpotting.

I also made some sweet items for us. First up, a batch of brigadeiros, which you can read a blog post about here. The original recipe is here.

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They’re fudgy, chocolatey truffles, which are so much lighter than your usual chocolate truffle while still delivering a rich flavour. They’re a little trickier and more time consuming to make than normal truffles, too, but worth the effort. People make a face when they eat these – a GOOD face.

Next I made some little tartlets which I’m struggling to name – they’re somewhere between jam tarts and meringue pies, except the meringue is soft, more like marshmallow. This is because I freestyled it, by whipping up an unspecified amount of egg white with enough sugar to make a glossy meringue that stood up in peaks. I eyeballed it, and then piped it over the baked jam tarts and used my cook’s blowtorch to cook and colour the surface of them. Then I sort of looked away when someone took the first bite out of one in case the marshmalloweringue exploded everywhere, instantly sticking everything in the room to everything else in the room. When there were no cries of alarm I looked back – turns out that they were soft and pillowy but not excessively sticky and definitely not explosive. Phew – bullet dodged.

The other great thing about these is that they represent my first successful attempt at wheat free pastry – are you excited about this? Because I *definitely* am. I’ll blog it properly on my next attempt, but for now suffice to say it was light and crisp and did not crumble into ash in our mouths, which is always the fear when you make wheat free pastry and biscuits. Also I made the tartlets flower-shaped, and I loved the end result. They’re so pretty! The jam was rhubarb and ginger, from a jar (shoosh, I made the pastry, what more do you want? Jam on it? Oh…).

The piece de resistance was these wee pig cupcakes, which were inspired by an idea in the book Cupcakes, Cookies and Pie – Oh My!

Check out the colour difference in those photos. THE LEVELS! MY EYES!

The ears and noses are mini marshmallows – to do the ears you snip some marshmallows diagonally to form those sweet wee triangles, and then you wedge them into the icing. The cakes are Devil’s Food Cake (my go-to chocolate cake recipe) and the icing is a vanilla buttercream, tinted pink. The eyes are reversed chocolate chips, and the smiles are drawn on with an icing pen after the icing has set a little.

I was heard to remark that I thought they looked a bit like I made them at nursery – I still feel that way. It’s not a criticism, necessarily, but they do look like a project you might do with your kids. However, given that I don’t have any of those, I get to do this fun stuff myself. Miss Pig, as her name suggests, likes pigs – when I happened across the pigs idea in that book, it was a no-brainer.

The night progressed in the way that these nights do…

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Wine was consumed…

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Sparklers were lit…

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Things were knocked over…

We laughed, and listened to 80s tunes, and ate until we couldn’t eat any more. We took photographs of all the food with our phones:

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It was a simply lovely party. When everyone went home I had a one-woman dance party round my flat until it was really silly late – and when I say dance party, I really mean it. That thing about dancing like nobody’s watching? That.

Looking over these photos and writing this post was an absolute joy – it’s been a long while since I took on a big kitchen project like this, and having everything work out so successfully was reassuring and pleasing in equal measures.

So, while I’m off enjoying my birthday (30? Really??), I hope you’ve enjoyed checking out our birthday party. I can recommend throwing one, complete with paper cups and a disposable tablecloth. You’ll have a great time.

Baking to excess is optional.


A Tunnock’s Birthday Cake


By which I mean, a birthday cake inspired by products made by those wonderful people at Tunnock’s. If you’ve never had the pleasure of trying a Tunnock’s product, I can recommend that you do so poste haste – they’re even available on Amazon, so you have no excuse. My dad has always been a fan of Tunnock’s and so it seemed fitting to make a Tunnock’s cake for his birthday. The three items I took inspiration from for this cake are the Caramel Wafer, the Caramel Log and the iconic Tunnock’s Teacake – I made each into a cake, and stacked them up into a three-tiered masterpiece. Let us begin with a photo of said masterpiece.

The original Caramel Log and Caramel Wafer are pretty similar – layers of wafer and chewy caramel, coated in chocolate, and for the Caramel Log you add an outer coat of toasted coconut. Lovely stuff. My plan for the cake version was to make very thin layers of sponge, in vanilla and chocolate flavours, then to layer them up with wafer and caramel sauce. The last thing was a covering of dark chocolate ganache, because Father Rock Salt prefers the dark chocolate versions, and then a final coating of toasted coconut for the Caramel Log layer. The top cake was teacake inspired – the original Teacake is a biscuit base with a marshmallow resting on top, and a shell of chocolate to finish. My cake version was a layer of biscuit, a layer of marshmallow and a final layer of chocolate sponge, coated in dark chocolate ganache.

Having fully conceptualised the cake (oh yes, I conceptualised it, that’s right), I had only to get to work and make it. This wasn’t as easy as the conceptualising, as you might conceptualise. There were some times when I thought that the kitchen might not recover and that I’d forever more be covered in chocolate ganache. It looked like this for about two days:

Stacks of cake, swathes of baking parchment, an egg carton holding only cracked open eggshells that wouldn’t fit in the already full bin… This isn’t even the half of it. I managed to keep it more or less under control, but there were moments. Oh yes, there were moments alright.

I had decided to bake the cake layers individually, rather than bake two big cakes and slice them into six layers afterwards. Even though I have a great cake cutting wire, I find slicing a cake to be quite a stressful experience. Why I thought baking 13 layers of cake (and one of biscuit) would be less stressful I’m not totally sure… In fact, I think it was – I had more control over the process, and while they didn’t all work out perfectly (see exhibit A) at least I could take steps to correct the problems I did have, whereas when you’ve sliced a cake so that it’s a millimetre thick on one side and an inch thick on the other, there’s not too much to be done.

This is exhibit A:

Exhibit A occurred because I tried to remove it from the baking receptacle before it was cool, and without having lined the tin with baking parchment first. The last cakes were more successful than the first, I learned as I went along. A second problem I found is that the muggy, humid weather we’ve been having left all the sponge layers quite sticky even after they were cool. I know some people don’t give credit to the weather vs baking argument, but I definitely notice a difference. It meant I had to slide layers of baking paper in between them to store them overnight, and even then there were a few moments where it looked like I was going to tear apart another layer of cake and my emotions ran somewhat close to the surface.
To minimise the initial effort of baking six vanilla and six chocolate sponge layers, I made one huge batch of unflavoured sponge mix by the favourite all in one method. This recipe for enough sponge to make two square cakes, one eight inches wide and one five inches wide, each with six thin layers.

  • 500g plain flour
  • 500g golden caster sugar
  • 500g margarine
  • 2 tbsp baking power
  • 100ml milk
  • 5 eggs

I mixed all this together, all at once, until just combined. Then, I weighed the finished product, and split into two. To one half I added a tablespoon of vanilla essence, to the other three tablespoons of cocoa powder. Now, I really should have weighed out each of the layers as I went along, to make sure they were all the same thickness, but I didn’t take it this far. I probably would, another time, but as it was I used a ladle to transfer roughly the same amount into the baking tin each time. You can see that I didn’t get it exactly right in Exhibit B:

Baking all the sponges was the first stage, and took up the first night of baking. I also made the marshmallow for the Teacake cake, following the same recipe as I used to make the Cranachan Marshmallows, and left to set overnight. The second night was to devoted baking the biscuit base, making the chocolate ganache icing and the assembly of all three cakes.

I began by making sure I was ready to assemble the cakes, laying them out in the right order and with the wafers in easy reach, and out of the packet. I filled a glass jug with very hot water so that it would be warm and keep the caramel sauce liquid for longer. Then I proceeded with making a simple caramel sauce, as follows:

  • 225g sugar
  • 225g butter (real butter, not margarine)
  • 200ml milk

First, melt the butter and sugar together until the sugar is dissolved. Continue to heat, stirring, until the sauce thickens and looks paler. It will be giving off big bubbles. Then you can *carefully* add the milk, gradually at first. The sauce will spit and hiss and generally kick up a fuss so watch out for rogue droplets of caramel.

I emptied and dried the jug and poured the sauce into it, then started to layer up the sponge and wafers.

I started with vanilla sponge, added a layer of drizzled sauce, which I spread with the back of a spoon before adding wafers and then a layer of chocolate sponge. Another time I would add another layer of caramel on top of the wafers to fully hold the cake together once it’s sliced. I found that the sauce tended to cool and crystallise just as I reached the end of the process, so don’t dally about it.
Once I had these assembled, I turned to the task of coating them and producing an even finish on all sides and the top. I started with the middle layer, which was Caramel Log themed, because I knew the toasted coconut would camouflage any imperfections and that would let me get a bit of practise.

First I made the ganache, which is also ridiculously simple:

  • 300g dark chocolate
  • 100g single cream

Melt these together in a bowl over some simmering water, then let cool and thicken a little before using.

I spooned some over the top of the first cake, and used an icing scraper to push much of it over the edges and down the sides of the cake. I then used the same scraper to spread the over-run round the surface evenly. I had intended to try to fill in the gaps at the edges of the layers but couldn’t reliably get this to work. Once I covered the whole lot with toasted coconut, it didn’t really matter though – as predicted!

With the bigger layer, I decided to learn from my first attempt and trim back the edges of the cake to make a flat surface for the ganache to hold to. I used a serrated knife to take a narrow slice off each side – the wafers cut surprisingly easily, I’m glad to report. Once I’d levelled off the sides like this, I used the same technique to coat the cake in ganache – spooning a lot onto the top of the cake, then pushing the excess over the sides and neatening it up once it got there.

Finally, the Teacake cake. I’d made the sponge layer along with all the other sponge, and had set some marshmallow in a tiny cake tin of the same size. The final biscuit layer was made like so:

  • 125g plain flour
  • 100g golden caster sugar
  • 1 1/2 tablespoons cocoa powder
  • pinch salt
  • 60g unsalted butter, softened and cut into chunks

I mixed the dry ingredients, then rubbed the butter in to give a texture like coarse, wet sand. I pressed this mixture into a tin and baked at 175C for fifteen minutes. This made more biscuit than I needed but it doesn’t hurt to be over-prepared. Once the biscuit was cooled, I cut out a circle using the same size of baking tin that I’d used for the sponge and marshmallow as a guide.

I stuck the three layers together by brushing the top and bottom of the marshmallow with water, then pressing the biscuit and sponge on either side. Marshmallow is naturally veeeeeery sticky. Once assembled, I coated the entire thing in ganache. Done.

Here are my three completed cake layers, perched on the box of an emergency pizza that the G man brought round on night two of the baking:

The ganache set well overnight to a dry, hard finish. It doesn’t crack when you slice it but it also doesn’t melt at room temperature, making it a reliable and easy to make cake covering.
The rest of the process was a matter of stacking and a little writing – I enjoy writing with icing, though I did have a false start with this and have to oh-so-carefully scrape it all off and start over again. I’m proud to say that you can’t tell. Except now you can, because I told you. Oh.

The cake sliced up really well, even the Teacake layer which I was worried would squash down and then explode out the sides, leaving the sponge and biscuit layered together and the marshmallow all up the walls. In fact, it sliced like a dream, and looked gorgeous inside!

Caramel Log cake

Tunnocks Teacake cake

Thus ends my epic tale of an epic cake. I was delighted with how it turned out, both aesthetically and gustationally. Yes, I did just use the word gustationally, but I did not do so with a straight face, I can assure you. There are some minor things that I would change about the appearance – mainly that elusive perfectly flat finish to the icing – but overall it turned out as I’d imagined it, and the flavours were really close to the inspirational chocolate treats made by the experts.

This post has not in any way been sponsored by Tunnock’s, but I will be sharing it with them through their website and I hope they’ll like what I’ve done here (and hire me as a creative consultant, or similar).

Here’s my dad cutting his cake! Isn’t this a great picture?

 

 


Owly Cupcakes


Every time I look at the photos of these cakes, they make me smile. They have such comical expressions – some more than others. Some of them actually look a bit peeved.

I made these for Agent Sunflower’s birthday (I’m no longer sure that is her correct code name but since most of you don’t know her anyway, that’s OK). Agent S can’t have wheat or dairy, so I had to make these allergy friendly cakes. She also loves owls, as you may have guessed from the title of the post, and after Googling ‘owl cake’ I knew exactly the kind of thing I wanted to make for her. My main inspiration came for this post on The Cupcake Blog which, in turn, came from Cuchilito Que No Corta (which means ‘The Knife That Does Not Cut); although my owls ended up different in the end, you can see the influence.

So, I started with a wheat free spiced chai cupcake. I made these using the all in one method; ie throw everything in the bowl and mix. The recipe is as follows:

  • 200g dairy free margarine
  • 200g plain wheat free flour
  • 200g golden caster sugar
  • 3 eggs (two would probably have been OK)
  • 1/4 cup oat milk

Importantly, I didn’t add any raising agent, because I wanted the cakes to have flat tops, for decorating. To start this decorating, I made a dairy free coconut frosting by mixing 200g dairy free margarine with about 600g icing sugar, then adding 100g desiccated coconut. So far, so simple, right?

Speckly spiced chai sponge

No raising agents meant a flat top to the cakes, good for applying decoration to

Coconut icing provides a blank (and flat) canvas

Now to the fun part – the owls. To make your own, you will need:

  • your preferred frosting or buttercream
  • toasted coconut
  • white chocolate buttons (I used dairy free) or circles of white fondant icing
  • small, round cake confetti
  • writing icing tubes in white or clear (with glitter), orange and black

Allow the initial layer of frosting to dry completely. Then begin the owl by blocking in the shape of the wings. I found it easiest to pinch a little of the frosting from the bowl and flatten into shape with my fingers. My piping bag still hasn’t been replaced from where I burst it doing some fancy decorating… The wings will be made of two half circles which meet in the centre of the cake, like so:

The shape of the wings goes on first

Next, apply the toasted coconut to the remaining uncovered parts of the wings, to represent feathers. You can toast coconut in a hot, dry frying pan – keep an eye out and your nose tuned in to tell when it’s toasting, and don’t let it stray into burnt territory. It doesn’t take long to go from one to the other, so it’s quite important not to turn your back on it. Never turn your back on a coconut, even if it’s been taken out of its shell and flaked up. You just never know what might happen. Practise constant coconut vigilance.

Press the coconut in to the wings, then turn the cake upside down and tap to shake off any excess. Brush any stray parts off from the top and bottom of the cake. You will always make a frightful mess when eating a coconut-topped cake, but this will help with damage limitation. Also press two chocolate buttons or two fondant circles into the cake to act as eyes. They should stick to the freshly applied frosting and coconut wings.

Coconut wings and chocolate eyes. Isn’t that a Neil Diamond song?

Next, get in some detail using the writing icing.  You could also make your own coloured royal icing for the fine detail, but those ready-to-use writing icing tubes are much easier for a project like this. I did the ears (I am aware that they look a lot like eyebrows) and little feet at this stage, but I left the beaks until just before presenting the cakes. I’ve had experience of writing icing losing its shape overnight before, most notably when I wished my mum ‘Happy Biillidiy Mmm’.

The growing brood of owls. I went through each stage with the whole batch, instead of finishing one at a time.

I went with just two talons on each foot, trying to fit in three was an exercise in fury and smudged orange icing.

The next detail is the round cake confetti, which I have used in so many decorating adventures – most notably Katie’s Button Cake and the Death Star Cake. For the owls’ eyes I chose half blue dots and half green. I held the dots on the top of my finger, one at a time, and pressed the least amount of clear glitter writing icing that I could manage on to them, just enough to make them sticky. I then pressed them, icing side down, on to the chocolate buttons or fondant circles.

I will admit now that I made the owls a little cross-eyed, because I know my friends well enough to realise that if I’d put the pupils right in the middle of the eyes, someone would have realised that they looked like boobs and I wouldn’t have got any sense out of them for the rest of the night.

Not that I did anyway.

I know that the pupil of an eye is not the coloured part. I also know that owls are not round. Nor do they have accidental eyebrows.

The final detail was, as mentioned, the beaks. I knew that there wasn’t room to draw a little triangle, so I decided that a simple line would be enough to convey beakiness. In fact, when I started drawing in the first one, I realised that if I just squeezed the icing tube firmly when I started drawing the line, and eased off as I drew it downwards, it formed a triangle by itself.

This is what we call a result.

All the owls, present and correct.

I also made a bigger owl cake for Agent Sunflower to keep to herself. This was based on my Hello Kitty cakes, and meant that Agent S could both have her cake and eat it.

I couldn’t decide which of these photos I liked best, so here are both:


Movita Beaucoup’s Bake My Cake 2012 – The Last Two Hours


Dearest Readers,

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

And more votey.

Loads of you have already voted for me, and I appreciate every vote and kind message. Truly, thank you all.

It is not over yet. We are on the home stretch, and I won’t give up until the bell tolls at 12 noon BST (8am AST, 7am EST). Please, if you haven’t done so, vote for me. If you’re using a different computer today, vote for me *again*. If you haven’t used your iPhone, or laptop, or tinfoil helmet, use that to vote for me today, for a change. If you haven’t told your friends, family, colleagues, acquaintances, taxi drivers and hairdressers, now is the time. In two short hours our time will be spent, all too soon. I’m feeling a bit Shakespearean today.

I’m the only UK contestant, and right now it’s 5am where Movita is – they’ll all be asleep while we busily launch our stealth attack. Cunning, right?

Here is my entry to the competition. It’s three layers of Guinness and chocolate sponge, sandwiched with Guinness and vanilla buttercream, decorated with plain buttercream. I hand piped all those swirls with a burst piping bag, and I drew a tiny Movita on the top with an icing pen.

Then I gave the cake to my colleague Miss R as a birthday cake (she has good timing).

It is a beautiful cake and I selflessly gave it away, virtually to Movita and literally to Miss R. If that’s not worth a vote I don’t know what is.

OHAI!

 
Thank you again to everyone who has stepped up and helped me out. It has been a lovely experience altogether.
 
Did I mention about voting from iPhones and laptops and hot desks at your place of work?
 
Oh, I did. Fair enough.

Movita Beaucoup’s Bake My Cake 2012 – The Final


So, OK, I got to the final of this competition! I’m absolutely made up, and my thanks go to all of you who helped me get there. It was a VERY close run thing, all the cakes in the competition are beautiful.

Today is the day of the final voting, and I’m up against some really amazing bakers, so I’m trying not to get my hopes up. However, I’d like to put up a good show, so please vote for me. You may only vote once from each internet enabled device – that means one vote per computer, iPhone, iPad, tinfoil helmet, whatever. That’s all I’m saying. If you have more than one of these devices you may realise that you can vote twice. This is a simple statement of fact. I know the other contestants are also aware of this fact. Know what I’m sayin’?

You may also work in a place where other people work. Maybe they would like to vote.

Perhaps you have a Facebook page, or you’re on Twitter. Perhaps your friends and followers would like to vote.

Maybe you are sick of me asking you to vote for me things. Well, I will stop asking when I win something for which I needed votes. In that case, it’s definitely in your best interests to help me win this time.

Movita says it’s not about the best cake, it’s a popularity contest. Did I ever mention that I wasn’t very popular at school and it’s left me emotionally scarred for life and winning a cake competition is the only thing that can repair those scars? I didn’t? Huh. You’d think I’d have mentioned that.

Here is a reminder of my entry to the competition, and you can vote for me here between 12 noon today (ie the second this blog post is published), Tuesday, and 12 noon tomorrow, Wednesday. Those are British Standard time, it’s 8am Tuesday to 8am Wednesday Atlantic Standard Time, and 7am Tuesday to 7am Wednesday Eastern Standard Time. Don’t say I’m not thorough. You *may* say I’m overly thorough. That would be nothing but the truth.

OHAI!

Hee hee… I love that wee Movita.

 
Here is the story I submitted with the cake, too:
 
 
On the outside, the cake is pretty, if a bit edgy - it’s black and white, it’s got little stars on, it looks every so slightly like a Tim Burton forest. Still, it’s three tiers of pure class. On the inside, it’s full of chocolate and booze. I am not making any direct comparisons, but if someone were to describe me as classy on the outside and full of chocolate and booze on the inside, I’d be pretty happy about it.
 
It’s a Guinness and chocolate sponge, filled with Guinness vanilla frosting and finished with a plain vanilla buttercream – the piping work is all buttercream, too, I much prefer it to royal icing. I decorated most of the cake with a burst piping bag, desperately trying to cover up the hole with my palm as black icing oozed down my arm.

Oh and it has a surprise Movita on the top! She is drawn right on there with an icing pen.

If you have accidentally wandered past the vote here link, which I would probably put in flashing neon lights if I could, here it is again.

And here.

And here.

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