What I once use to consider as a pastime or a hobby has now turned into a full-time job. I baked my first cake for money in December 1998 for one of my coworker's grandsons. After that cake, my coworker's two sons began calling me for an order, then her neighbor, then everyone at the plant I worked at. I couldn't believe everyone wanted me to bake a cake for him or her. Was it that good? I started off baking an average of about 1-2 cakes a week. Now, I'm like 7-llÃÂî; I'm baking 24 hours a day, seven days a week. Like SlurpeeÃÂî crazed customers having a craving for something good, my customers call me at all times of the day and night in hopes of ordering a cake that comes in many flavors. Just like a customer sighing in front of the SlurpeeÃÂî machine because they are unsure of what flavor to get, my customers go silent over the phone when I describe the rainbow of cake flavors.
Similar to the many flavors 7-11ÃÂî has to offer, I, too, have a range of cake batters to satisfy the most fickle taste buds; there is banana, caramel, cherry, chocolate, lemon, marble, orange, pineapple, strawberry, white and yellow. These flavors are topped off with my luscious, homemade buttercream icing that bellows mmm mmm mm! Imagine waking up to the warm sweet smell of a bakery everyday. Well, that is how it is in my home daily. The baking is non-stop. Sometimes, I wake up and say, "time to make the donuts" as if I were slaving away in front of a hot oven at Dunkin' DonutsÃÂî. I often wonder if ever there is a time my stove isn't turned on.
When it is time for me to bake a...