9/24/2012

Caketastic Confections

Happy Monday, love bugs!

Here in England Fall weather is truly upon us. It's chilly, damp and it's been pissing down from the time I went to bed last night to the time I woke up this morning. Oh, and it's not supposed to stop for another 5 days. Ah well, I really shouldn't complain. Aside from the fact that I'll come home from my runs closely resembling a drowned rat, I'm really just a sucker for the beautifully calming sound of tiny raindrops ping ping pinging off of leaves and rooftops. And the truth of it is that I really could not have asked for a better soundtrack as I type this post; aside from maybe some David Gray playing softly somewhere in the distance. Raindrops and David Gray accompany each other well. Everyone knows that. And besides, the relentlessness of this gloomy Eeyore like weather means that I haven't felt guilty in the slightest while I snuggled into some cozy blankets, cupping a nice big cup of tea, in order to share with you the exciting cake news I promised on Friday!

Those of you who are closest to me, or follow me on Instagram, Twitter or Facebook will already know what I'm about to say. But for those of you who do not, please feel free to act surprised as this is super-duper-pee-your-pants exciting for me. It's a dream that's swam around in the deep dark crevasse's of my mind ever since I was in my early teens and I truly feel accomplished and proud that I'm finally, slowly, starting to turn one of my dreams it into a reality. During my senior year of High School I was part of a special program at the New England Culinary School (NECI) which allowed specially selected culinary students to attend and start their culinary college courses while still completing High School. I'm not going to lie, it was hard work. Confusing mumbo-jumbo about graduation credits were forever being calculated to make sure all the t's were crossed and i's dotted, and there were also some emotionally draining moment's where I cried myself to sleep at night. Let's just say some chef instructors are better suited as US Marine Coprs Drill Sargent's. For cereal. Nevertheless, my time at NECI was an unforgettably wonderful experience that changed me forever. And although I excelled at culinary school, I realized somewhere along the way that a restaurant career where I'd spend a ridiculous amount of hours on the line in a sticky hot kitchen beating up my body was just not for me. I wanted a family someday and I knew in my heart that I wouldn't be comfortable working every weekend or spending every holiday away from my husband and children in order to feed  hungry strangers.  So, after a very long, deeply heartfelt and tearful discussion with my Mom, I decided to leave NECI shortly before graduating in order to follow my heart and peruse my elementary school teaching career instead (which inevitably lead me to Liverpool). The honest truth is that decision - to leave something I knew I was good at, to leave a place where I'd grown up and always had my support system  around me - my home - was one of the hardest things I've ever done. Attending University all the way across the world was scary - so very scary -  and the day I set foot on my Continental Airlines flight to Manchester England I waved to my family through an egg shaped window as crocodile tears streamed down my face. My stomach did somersaults and for a few minutes I wondered if I was making a smart choice, if I was doing the right thing. Thankfully, 4 years, 2 degrees, a husband, a set of amazing in-laws, handfuls of new friends and countless treasured memories later I know that it was absolutely the right thing and I could not feel more blessed than I do today. Everything certainly does happen for a reason.

And now that I'm a very proud qualified teacher who's hectic - yet entirely rewarding and wonderful - life is destined to be consumed with Kindergarteners, snotty noses, children's books, stickers and macaroni crafts, I realized that I was still spending the majority of my spare time baking. The older I've become the more I've grown to appreciate that my heart truly belongs in two places: a classroom and a kitchen. That's where I'm happiest and thrive most. I've also continued to notice that I get the same sort of warm, effervescent, tingly satisfaction in sharing my yummy concoctions with friends and family as I do with teaching a child to write their name or count in 2s. And so, finally, this lifelong dream of creating my very own small cake business from my home dug it's way out from the deep dark crevasse's in my mind and eventually blossomed into something much much more. Today, ladies and gentlemen boys and girls, please put your hands together as I excitedly introduce you to my baby, my latest endeavor - something sweet and precious to my heart - I give you the one, the only...



With the help of Caketastic Confections (big shout out to my blog besties Nina and Jen for all of their support and advice along my Caketastic Confections journey - love you girls), I now spend my free time sporting a big cheesy grin all the while covered in icing sugar as I frantically wave a pink polka dot spatula in the air as if it's a princess wand. The extra downtime here in England has really been a blessing in disguise as it's provided me the opportunity to get all of my ducks in a row and make something of this ambitious goal I've always had festering inside me. While I plan to begin my Caketastic journey here in England, fear not because once the hubs and I are back on VT soil I will most definitely continue this sweet adventure (this is a not-so-gracious shout out to all of my Vermont peeps as I beg you to please remember me when you need a cake or cupcakes for a special occasion! Because I am most definitely your girl!)
So there you have it, folks. My sugary dream on a platter covered in sprinkles and edible glitter. Won't you please join me in this caketastic journey. Let's cup our sticky-frosting covered fingers around our mouths and sing in unison something very wise that was said a very long time ago. On the count of three, cake lovers. I want to hear you scream it from the roof tops. Ready? 1...2...3...


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19 comments:

  1. yay! so happy for you & doing somethign you love & enjoy so much...do you think one of your cupcakes would survive the trip from England to Missouri? ha!?!

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    1. Thanks, honey! Haha! I don't know how beautiful they'd be when they arrived, or how moldy, but we could always try! Ha!

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  2. I LOVE this! I have always wanted to own a bakery and decorate cakes/cookies all day long. SO much fun! Those are all so cute, too! Yay!

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    1. You should go for it Rachel! Follow your dreams, chica! :) xo

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  3. Congrats girl!!! You are so talented!

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  4. I love this! Your cakes look so beautiful! Best of luck!

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  5. Wow I have been a fond of cupcakes since my childhood an still I just can't live without them...your cupcakes seem to be more and more tasty to me...I will make it for myself soon..

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  6. Oh my gosh this is awesome! Secretly my dream is to start a little bakery just like this. Your cakes are gorgeous!!!!!

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    1. Go for it, Katie! You should totally join the cupcake fiasco! It's so fun! Haha xoxo

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