A few years ago (....maybe a few more than that.) My sister asked me if I would be interested in taking some cake decorating classes and OF COURSE....I said no. At that time in my life my girls were small and even though I occasionally enjoyed making their birthday cakes, I also knew they took a lot of time and like most mom's, I had a busy life. Fast forward twelve years....the sweet, buttery smell that perfumes my house on most days is...you guessed it, cake. It started out being about income but soon I realized, for me that wasn't the payoff at all. My " payoff " was the look on a persons face the first time they see their cake. I have to admit that on most days it's a love/hate relationship and there are times (5 o'clock in the morning and I haven't been to bed yet...for the second day.) that I have to ask myself why I do it. After getting much needed sleep, I soon remember what my payoff is. Oh, speaking of which, did you notice the time of this post? Yep, baked, cooled, wrapped up and ready for cake love......tomorrow.
