I want to start off apologizing for the shadiness of this blog. I am exhausted and have to be up at three-thirty in the morning to go to work. There will be no proof-reading, and I am probably not going to try very hard to even make sense. Luckily you either love me and forgive me, or hate me and are already asshole, so who cares what you think.
I had a really great day, and it has nothing to do with the awesome fro I am rocking as I type this. My arms are burned from candy making, and by the time I got off work today I was actually able to peel chunks of chocolate of my shirt. For my "Bake-Off" (as Skipper has insisted I call it), I am required to make three cakes (and a bunch of other stuff), a sliced cake (a cake cut into slices, each slice being decorated individually), a coated cake (I am making a pineapple-rum butter cream cake), and a butter cake (something like a pound cake). There has been a lot of controversy over my sliced cake in the last week (yes, cake controversy), I am making a peach-tiramisu and have decorated the cake with a chocolate wood-grain effect. I know that you probably are having a hard time imagining what it looks like, but believe me when I tell you that not only am I the only apprentice that is using a wood-grain effect on a cake, but my cake tastes like Mascarpone heaven. Either way, everyone was really sceptical if it would work and I was beyond happy to find out that it did and that my cake design was approved! I am really starting to enjoy spending nine hours doing nothing but practicing for my "Bake-Off," I spent my shift making Brioches, Mohrenkopf, Gelee Bonbon, three eggs out of nougat, Prussien, and the head of my chocolate pirate sculpture. After my shift tomorrow morning I am coming home for a couple hours sleep and then have to go back in to make skull-totem polls out of marzipan.
Seriously, I am wasting an awesome fro on the four walls of this apartment. I am going to start hanging out at the ATM more.
Tonight's highlight:
"And the confusing point is this: All useful things have a price, and are bought only with money, as that is the way the world is run."
The Ballad Of The Sad Cafe, Carson McCullers
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2 comments:
I'm so proud of you! You're going to kick Bake Off ass!
ok. what exactly is in front of you on my floor?
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