Sometimes cakes come from the most unexpected places. One night after work, as I was getting ready to take a shower and I thought I heard a knock at my door. I wasn’t sure, so I froze there, mid-undress until I heard the knock again, and then I ran like heck to grab a robe and answer the door. Standing there was my favourite neighbour from the 5th floor with her cell phone in hand. “Can you do this??” she asked as she thrust her phone towards me. On the phone was the cutest picture of a twins cake – two baby bums, one male and one female, covered in pink and blue blankets. “Of course I can!” was my answer and I grabbed the customer’s details as it was for my neighbour’s co-worker, not herself. The cake came out beautifully and everyone was happy with it! My neighbour said that she was going to post picture of my work with my phone number around her office. How sweet is that!
I baked my first cookie at the age of 5, and have been in love ever since. The smiles on people's faces when they taste my creations is what keeps my passion alive!