Neil ‘n Josie
are running away to Europe. They had a party at the Astoria. I made them a cake.
So The Offensive Cake of the Month Club has been on hiatus since the cake-off got a little out of hand. After a rad complaint letter from our landlords due to shotgunning, piledriving, and smuttifying a Porsche in the front yard during said party, it was decided that we needed to find a new place to host this thing.
We’ve figured stuff out.
OFFENSIVE CAKE IX IS COMING SOON…
Keep your eyes peeled. We’ll let you know. Also, as always, we are open to theme suggestions. What do you want to see caked?
I know this isn’t a cake, but seriously. Offensive burger of the month.
Someone ordered this at the Black Frog yesterday. The kitchen was so impressed, they saranwrap-laminated it. The order deciphered:
One beef burger (which comes with both sides of the bun mayoed by default), 2 extra sides of mayo, 2 orders of added cheese and added bacon… and instead of fries, half fries, half salad. Guy must be watching his weight.
2 Girls, One Cupcake, by special guests and incredibly worthy opponents, Bronwen, Quinn, and Al… but let’s not kid ourselves here, this was mostly Bronwen.
Photo by Coral Mercer
Fun on Robert Pickton’s Farm, by Jess, Cheena, et Moi.
Photo by Coral Mercer
New York is burning. Also, The Offensive Cake of the Month Club and the Piggy Palace Good Times Society presents Offensive Cake VIII this Saturday at 7:30 pm.
Be there.
Photo by Michelle Mayne.
I assumed the opposition of the “very being of your culinary essence,” or whatever was a stab at Bronwen’s vegetarianism? Also, I am not an omnivore.
You’re an omnivore whose reading comprehension skills have taken a recent dive and/or you can’t navigate tumblr.Wow. “I’m an omnivore. Wank wank wank.” Unless you’re making a cake out of sausage rolls, I really don’t think that has anything to do with anything.
Also, I will have to check back with my informant. The witch hunt continues.
Do iron fists of fondant taste like shit like regular fondant? Also, like I’d work with someone who opposes the very essence of my culinary being.*
*note: wankiest sentence to grace this tumblr ever.I don’t even know what you’re talking about, and I’m frightened.
I think Bronwen is wonderful.
However, word on the street is that she’s the secret ringer. We will crush her with iron fists of fondant.
Wow. “I’m an omnivore. Wank wank wank.” Unless you’re making a cake out of sausage rolls, I really don’t think that has anything to do with anything.
Also, I will have to check back with my informant. The witch hunt continues.
Do iron fists of fondant taste like shit like regular fondant? Also, like I’d work with some who opposes the very essence of my culinary being.*
*note: wankiest sentence to grace this tumblr ever.I don’t even know what you’re talking about, and I’m frightened.
I think Bronwen is wonderful.
However, word on the street is that she’s the secret ringer. We will crush her with iron fists of fondant.
I think Bronwen is wonderful.
However, word on the street is that she’s the secret ringer. We will crush her with iron fists of fondant.
No ringers for us. Maybe some brain tonic. I reserve the right to stand in their kitchen the whole time chanting “Darrryyyyyl…. Darrrrryyyyyl” Phhh.
I think if you had any confidence in your offensive cake making abilities you wouldn’t care who the ringer is. Lest we forget, when Monty Burns brought in all those ringers to beat Shelbyville, it was Homer that won the game.
I have to agree. Either you get to find a mystery ringer or (if that doesn’t interest your team) they have to fess up.
Quinn and Al have brought in a ringer for their caking team. Seeing that we allowed them to add a person to their team, when only the two of them challenged us, I feel it’s only fair that they divulge who this mystery person is.
Thoughts?
