Yes, it’s true, there is actually now a working blog dedicated entirely to game cakes. Even if Kotaku has decided to turned the other cheek, game cakes will still have a proper home. So bake away, friends. Bake away!
My goal is to be the Gamecakes.com contributer who makes readers go, “Oh my God, is she seriously trying to analyze cakes?” That means I’m excited about testimonials, recipes, sketches–everything and anything cakey.
March 22nd, 2007 at 2:22 pm
Lord only knows why these are so delicious. I mean, I have never eaten a game cake, but I know they just have to be delicious. I agree with what you wrote on Joystiq– the added joy in actually being able to physically eat something you love so much. I mean, middle-aged women bite baby toes, we bite game cakes.
The more I love the game, the more I want the cake. Like, I would eat that Ichigo head cake six ways from Sunday. The best part is if it were actually a frosted, strawberry-filled jelly roll, and the shape would work too. I’d cook it myself, but while I’m excellent in the kitchen, I suck at baking confections. So until there is GameSteaks.com, where I could prepare, maybe… a Silent Hill-themed meatslab with gratuitous gravy and mashed potato fog, I’m afraid I’m out of contention.
March 23rd, 2007 at 8:25 am
Wow, game stakes. Even as a vegetarian, I must say, that takes things to a whole new level.
I hear what you’re saying about the more you love something, the more you want to eat it, but I think my problem would be I’d feel bad eating the things I love the most. Then again, I have no problem biting into Winnie the Pooh fruit snacks. Hmm..
March 23rd, 2007 at 11:20 am
My weakness is adorable Christmas food. The season of childhood and giving, and here I am, cannibalizing. A gingerbread man’s earnest, candy button face, endearing as it is fragile, gets me every time. Which is a shame, because gingerbread is my favorite.
And those perfect pink peppermint pigs that come with a hammer explicitly for smashing them. Who could eat that? Me, that’s who.
And then, as I consumed the holiday confections, so, in kind, am I consumed by guilt and self-loathing.
I would definitely feel bad eating a Big Boss cake. He’s been through enough, poor, dear scion of manliness. At some point I’d have to eat the one good eye he has left. Sob.
March 23rd, 2007 at 2:30 pm
And those perfect pink peppermint pigs that come with a hammer explicitly for smashing them. Who could eat that? Me, that's who.
What the heck? I may be Jewish, but I’ve seen my share of Christmas candy, and I have absolutely no idea of what kind of craziness you speak. Sounds both terrible and tasty.
March 23rd, 2007 at 3:26 pm
But I, too, am Jewish. Which might help explain why I’m so wild about Christmas sweets. A brief glance into the Peppermint Pig phenomenon tells me it might be a New England thing, and maybe not as well known as I presumed, but this is it:
http://www.saratogasweets.com/
“A pig, revered as a symbol of good health, happiness, and prosperity, was made from hard peppermint candy. After a holiday supper, it was broken in a cloth bag and the pieces were shared by all in the hopes of good fortune for the coming year. Our 8 oz. peppermint pig comes with a red velvet bag and a metal hammer to start your own holiday tradition. Replacement pigs and peppermint piglets (3 oz.) are also sold separately. This will make a delightful hostess gift that’s sure to liven up a holiday party.”
Piglets? Oh, god! Not the children.
March 23rd, 2007 at 4:57 pm
Wow, that piglet thing is intense.
On a less pig-related note, tell me a bit about yourself. I’ve been checking out your blog, but there’s no “about.” Remaining a mystery Leigh?
March 23rd, 2007 at 5:17 pm
Yeah, I haven’t decided what to put yet for the “about.” I’ll email you.
March 23rd, 2007 at 7:25 pm
This reminds me of a feature in N64 Magazine. I think it was back in ‘97. They created game-related food. One of the least imaginitive ones was a cupcake which was sliced through and had a starman-shaped slice of marzipan added to the middle. They also had a non-alcoholic cocktail - a waverace refresher. I think the coolest one was the peppermint boo. It was made from icing sugar and peppermint essence. I wish I’d copied the recipies, because they were a lot of fun to make.
March 24th, 2007 at 8:29 am
See, recipes are what we need! Although those example seem more game-themed than game-shaped. All the better :).
March 31st, 2007 at 11:41 pm
Oh my gosh Bonnie, GAME LUNCH! You’ve probably seen this already but I thought of you immediately.
http://sexyvideogameland.blogspot.com/2007/03/gamesteaks.html
April 1st, 2007 at 3:25 pm
Wow, that is pretty much amazing. My understanding of bento boxes is that they’re supposed to ensure that little kids eat every last bite of their lunches (otherwise their mothers are forever shamed, or something), but my feeling has always been I don’t know if I could eat something that adorable. Have you seen this Katamari one from way back?
April 2nd, 2007 at 6:10 am
Oh, no, I have never seen that! Wow.
And yeah, Japanese culture has never ceased to amaze me. The unspoken, understood social “requirements” of what people in various roles should aspire their hardest to do.
Suddenly I am tempted to greet my boyfriend at the door bearing a steaming plate of Katamari Prince in one hand and his house slippers in the other.