I always, always wanted a real wedding cake. And a real wedding cake, it is.
Having heard my friend rave about Pine Garden, I made an appointment to meet the cake people at the bakery and was prepared to fork out money to buy some cakes home for taste tests, but nah uh, didn’t have to do that, because the meeting came with a complimentary tasting session! My sister and I stuffed ourselves silly with all the flavours, ranging from the light-textured sponge cakes (the famous lychee martini, Bailey’s chocolate crunch, blackforest, lemon, orange chocolate and morrrreeee) to the heavier ones (cheesecakes, brownies). M missed out on all this because poor him was revising for finals last year. My sister and I had an awesome time at the meeting, looking at cake designs, conveying ideas, eating cakes and sipping tea, what’s not to like? Until……I realised that the person I was liaising with, was completely inadequate at answering my emails or my sister’s phone calls when I came back to London. It was flat-out horrible not having any access to the person-in-charge whilst I was here. Even though the cakes were really delicious, I contemplated contacting another bakery but was reluctant to because I had already paid a deposit of a few hundred bucks. I kept my fingers and toes crossed while I panicked in London, and made a trip back to the bakery just two weeks before our wedding to demand a meeting with a person I could rely on. Thank goodness, Pine Garden gave me just that. The meeting with the new contact was quick, efficient, useful and she was all talk and all action too! Because M wasn’t at the first cake-tasting session, they granted us another, and this time round, the cake flavours featured on our three-tiered cake were chosen by us, truly. It wasn’t difficult to choose, we were very partial to lychee martini and Bailey’s, both of which were alcoholic and incredibly yummy, and we went for a third non-alcoholic flavour, orange chocolate, to please the palettes of guests who can’t take booze.
We went for a simple cake design with flowers in the same colour palettes as our wedding florals. It was the very thing that I was looking forward to eating after our banquet was over. Pity I didn’t get to admire it properly because you know, cutting it only takes a few seconds….
After the guests left, I remember kicking off my heels, trudging around the reception area in my cheongsam and slippers, chatting idly with my friends in the most unbride-ly fashion, and plonking down onto the bar stools whilst waiting for the operations manager to serve the newly-minted Mr and Mrs Loh our sorely missed dinner. Unfortunately, the lychee martini ones ran out (lucky you, my dear guests!!), and I could only enjoy the Bailey-flavoured ones. Oh well, who’s to complain when Pine Garden’s cakes are soooo damn good!
After that, I licked my lips, got ferried back to our suite in the buggy, and was deliriously happy that I am married to the man I love most, and that I had a real wedding cake to go with it. For that, I’m willing to forgive the email-ignoring-phonecall-dissing-all-talk-no-action Miss!