Thursday, 1 March 2012

Super Mario Cookies

My son has been asking me to make Super Mario Cookies since December.  I had just started decorating sugar cookies for fun and for Christmas.  Mario seemed too complex for me. I like squiggles, dots, blobs, things that don't require recognition.  I called them artsy cookies, abstract.  Super Mario needed to resemble Super Mario.  Or I'd end up with a bunch of mexican man cookies, or moustache man cookies.

I made a batch of miscellaneous cookies, that came with miscellaneous colour of royal icing and after all my cookies were done, I still had plenty of royal icing left.  All the right colours to make Mario.  So I tried my hand at the video game legend.

I found an picture of Mario on the web and I printed it out.  I placed it under wax paper and went slowly on my way.  Out of the six I tried to make only 4 survived (RIP blobs with red hats).  But the beauty of baking for children is the they will eat anything.  As soon as I mess up, someone gladly volunteers to eat it on scene.

So here he is in all his glory, with a few photos of the in-betweens.





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Thursday, 1 March 2012

Super Mario Cookies

My son has been asking me to make Super Mario Cookies since December.  I had just started decorating sugar cookies for fun and for Christmas.  Mario seemed too complex for me. I like squiggles, dots, blobs, things that don't require recognition.  I called them artsy cookies, abstract.  Super Mario needed to resemble Super Mario.  Or I'd end up with a bunch of mexican man cookies, or moustache man cookies.

I made a batch of miscellaneous cookies, that came with miscellaneous colour of royal icing and after all my cookies were done, I still had plenty of royal icing left.  All the right colours to make Mario.  So I tried my hand at the video game legend.

I found an picture of Mario on the web and I printed it out.  I placed it under wax paper and went slowly on my way.  Out of the six I tried to make only 4 survived (RIP blobs with red hats).  But the beauty of baking for children is the they will eat anything.  As soon as I mess up, someone gladly volunteers to eat it on scene.

So here he is in all his glory, with a few photos of the in-betweens.





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