Vegas Slot Machine Birthday Cake

When it comes to Taylor’s birthday cake, each year I try to one-up myself from the year before, which is pretty hard when you’re trying to top something like this.

I’ve pretty much stopped asking what he wants, because I know exactly what he’s going to say. I’m sure he knows by now that I’m so over his constant requests for nothing more than a plain-ass chocolate cake year after year (something he’s never going to get, mind you, I have a food blog to keep up, after all). But this year, I have a feeling he intentionally tried to think of the most ridiculous cake possible, if for no other reason than to shut me up.

And I think most people, when faced with a request for a “slot machine cake,” would probably run and hide.

I, however, took it as a challenge.

And I’m never one to turn down a challenge.

Well over $100 in supplies, hours and hours of backbreaking labor, and countless texts to Aunt Lynn later (she is, after all, the only other person I know who’s braved fondant-covered cakes) and, well, the results speak for themselves…

I get MAJOR wife points for this one (and believe me, I’m going to be milking those points for all they are worth).

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