Pick Me Up !|February 06, 2020
Tasting the cakes that I’d just bought from a wholesaler, I frowned.
‘They are hard and bland,’ I said to my husband Kenny, 50, and daughter Stephanie, 28.
In 2011, I’d been made redundant and used the compensation to buy a snack van.
Except, I was disappointed with the food on offer.
‘I’m going to make my own!’ I declared.
Unable to afford baking classes, I decided to teach myself how to bake from scratch at home.
I’d never baked when I was younger, apart from a scones attempt in my twenties – although, they turned out like flat biscuits.
This time, I was going to try properly.
And my first traybake came out a success!
‘It’s delicious,’ Kenny said, tucking in.
I began selling my traybakes in the snack van, and my customers loved them.
I’m an interior designer by trade, and I enjoyed getting creative.
As the years passed, my baking skills got better and I started to collect kitchen equipment.
I even mastered scones! ‘Would you bake a cake for my son?’ a regular customer asked me in 2014.
‘He loves Captain America.’ ‘I’ll give it a go,’ I said, happy to try.
I dyed icing red and blue and started sculpting Captain America’s face and shield out of icing.
Using household tools to create different textures, I worked with what I had.
And the birthday cake went down a treat!
I discovered a love for cakes, and a neighbour helped me convert the garage into a studio.
Soon, my hobby had moved out of the kitchen and into the garage.
Cake requests came flooding in from all of my family and friends.
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