Yesterday was Elijah’s 6th birthday. He is the son of a very good friend of mine and I was asked to make his special Star Wars cake. He wanted a full-on cake, not cupcakes, and since I rarely get to do real cakes, I was pretty excited. We had decided to base everything off of the classic Star Wars movies, episodes 4, 5 and 6. Armed with a plan, I got to work.
On Wednesday, I baked, frosted and refrigerated the bottom tier. This took pretty much the entire day because I only have one 9″ square pan and had to do each layer (there were 4) one at a time. It wasn’t as bad as it sounds since I didn’t have to stand guard at the oven all day. Everything went very smoothly at a relaxed pace.
On Thursday, I baked, frosted and refrigerated the top tier, a 6″ round. This only took a few hours in the morning and that night, I covered each tier in chocolate fondant that was tinted black. So far, so good. No hangups along the way. Nothing went wrong. Everything went according to plan.
On Friday, all I had to do was stack the cakes and decorate them. All of the decorations were done, I just had to put them on the cake.

It was hard to get a good photo with all the sun flooding my kitchen, but the cake board was supposed to be Yoda’s planet, Dagobah. The cake board is covered in fondant, which I then painted (with food coloring) green and brown to look like the swampy forest. The forest floor was sprinkled with fallen “leaves” made from gum paste. I made the trees by first making a wire support and wrapping layers of brown fondant/gum paste onto it. The leaves on the trees are “glued” in place by royal icing. The beads of fondant around the base of the cake were all imprinted with a star.
On the front of the cake, was the Star Wars logo (made from white gum paste) glued into place with royal icing. On top of the first tier, Luke and Darth Vader are engaged in a light saber battle while Han Solo is fighting the Stormtroopers.
On the top tier, Emperor Palpatine is standing in front of the Death Star and is guarded by another Stormtrooper. I made the Death Star out of a 5″ styrofoam ball covered with gray fondant. The detail is piped on with gray royal icing and then painted with more gray food coloring.
So, now you’re wondering where the “cake-tastrophy” comes in. By this point, everything had gone so super smoothly. I wasn’t stressed at all. Everything was done way ahead of schedule. Nothing went wrong.
That is until we were in the car less than a mile from the drop off location. We had picked Matt up from work on our way to the party. He took a quick look at the cake and said he thought it didn’t look very stable. But I was pretty confident that I had put enough support in it that it would hold up fine. Since it was riding in the back seat next to Emma, she was on cake lookout.
The minute we got off the freeway and had to make a left turn, the cake just sort of collapsed. When Emma told us that it had fallen, I didn’t believe her at first. Matt took a look in the back seat and found that indeed, the cake had fallen apart. The top tier had fallen into the bottom, collapsing the right rear of the cake.

We had a mess on our hands. And I had no extra fondant or anything to fix it. All I had was a large knife for cutting the cake, a cake server, and a lighter to light the candles. Yikes! You can see that the inside looks so delicious. Layers of chocolate and vanilla cake with chocolate buttercream in between. And yes, it sure was tasty.
And here it is after the fix. Luckily, the top tier was unharmed, so I was able to cut and scoop away the collapsed bottom tier and slide the top one in to make one long cake. Strategically placed Death Star, trees, and characters hid the mess where the fondant broke away and the cake was exposed. The trees in the front added more support to the front of the cake, which kept threatening to fall forward.
The crazy part was that no one noticed and everyone thought it looked awesome. No, it wasn’t my original plan (which would have been so cool), but it salvaged pretty well. Just yesterday, I had read a post about “silver linings” over at Kristen’s Raw, the timing of which was strangely perfect. Normally, I probably would have freaked out that the entire cake had collapsed. Last night, though, I was pretty proud of myself for keeping a positive outlook:
- I didn’t swear once. In fact, when I looked in the back seat and saw the cake in a heap, I chuckled to myself a little bit. There was an instance when we were driving in which I called another driver a jackass, but he was not obeying the posted sign which read “no left turns between 4:30 and 6″ and was trying to make a left turn across a busy street at nearly 5 pm. My calling him a jackass was because he made me slam on my brakes, not because I was frustrated over the cake incident.
- I didn’t accept the $20 that my hubby tried to give me to run to the store to buy a new cake. I was determined to save it. Had this cake been for someone other than an understanding friend, I may have been a little more frazzled. When I called her to tell her what had happened, she also said to try to save it since it was just going to get eaten anyway.
- Everyone loved the cake. People even thought it came from a professional bakery.
- And, I’ve learned a thing or two about cake construction that will help me in the future. I should have put a cake board in between the 2nd and 3rd layers of cake, but I thought I could get away with it. I will always err on the side of caution from now on.