So after my attempt at the Barbie cake which went pretty well, I was now keen to try my rather chubby hands at fondant. Whooaa! Was I naive! I thought it looked so easy. It was only when I dug my hands in the first sticky pot of fondant that I realised that this was a force to reckon with.
Fondant has a mind of its own. You must train yourself to train fondant to obey you. There are things the fondant doesn’t like, and there are things the fondant hates.
1.)Heat – Fondant doesn’t like hot temperatures.
2.)Humidity – Fondant absolutely abhors humidity and will behave like a tantrum-throwing diva-esque starlet at the slightest hint of it.
3.)Hands – Your hands better have a tendency to remain cool.
Here I was. Working in the sweltering Mumbai heat, in conditions of 95% humidity and I have a tendency to have rather warm hands. DISASTER!!!
Everything kept going pear shaped. The fondant wouldn’t mould properly. It kept falling apart. And when it did finally manage to sit in position, it began sweating. Bleh!
Four things kept me going which helped me complete my rather naively ambitious project.
- Wild determination to complete it anyhow.
- A little bit of Tylo powder
- A whole lot of cornstarch
- Air-conditioning where I had it, and refrigeration where I didn’t. (Yup, I refrigerated fondant! So kill me!)
The final output was messier than I had hoped. There were patches which I had cleanly forgotten to smoothen. There were bits of cornstarch scattered everywhere which I forgot to dust off before the photo-op.
I learned a lot though. But what I learned most was this:
- I love fondant, and working with it allows me to express my creativity like never before.
- Fondant cakes touch hearts the way regular pretty cakes can’t. They simply can’t.
All I hope is that Makrand and Dipti for whom I made this baby shower cake, loved the surprise. I wish them loads of luck and blessings for their soon to be born lovely bonny baby!