Making a Cake

Yesterday, I baked a cake. I baked this cake for another person and not my family because I've decided that I need to start my business back up, again. I need to start baking again and making and decorating cakes and cupcakes and pastries. I need to do this because it's a skill that I have, that I once had and because I can't get a real job outside the home because my life, my life as a mother to a girl with seizures is veeeeeerrrrryyyyy unstable and I never know when I'm going to need to be at home and wait for a seizure to stop or wait for the girl to wake up and if I bake a cake I can do it from home and the girl can sit in her chair if she's having a bad day and I can keep baking. And then there's the money.

So.

Yesterday, I baked a cake. I made a chocolate cake with buttermilk and the richest, best cocoa and I'm going to fill it with really good Belgian chocolate ganache and then I'm going to frost it with buttercream made with yolks and sugar, the real kind of buttercream where you heat up the sugar to a syrup and then pour it over the beaten yolks and then slowly add the bits of cold butter until it becomes a glossy, smooth and light as air without a speck of grease concoction. And then I'm going to add the tiniest bit of the strongest coffee extract and it will be tinted the barest browny beige.

I'll post a photo later.

I'm taking orders.