Yes, I have that. Maybe it’s my personality or something, but I recently found out I don’t do well with criticism. Now my reaction was different from what you’d predict.
Let’s rewind the story just a little bit. One of my best friends called me and wanted me to bake her sister’s wedding cake. I was super excited. It meant she trusted me to do this and I felt extremely honored. I’ve upped my fondant game and was so ready to take the challenge. We discussed prices in August for a September wedding. This was my first error.
Because when I wanted to get the ingredients in late November prices had doubled, and I couldn’t go back on my word. Everything was quite expensive and I wanted to give my best. By the time I’d gotten all the ingredients, I knew there was no profit anymore.
Baking the fruit cake turned out beautifully well but I realize the fondant left me in shambles. Don’t know if it’s the weather but out of the 6kg I made. I got 2kg that was just cracking. Added crisco and cmc to make it pliable. I did the decoration overnight and it turned out pretty ok. The cake sharp edges were on point.
Then the horror……
I did the staking of the cake with pipes(ps: I wasn’t taught to use dowel rods) in the morning before the wedding. I do not know what happened exactly but it wasn’t looking good to me. Then I decided to make it look like those Instagram cakes and use a steamer on it (should have just let it be) because it turned out looking wet and sticky. My assistant and I carried it to the event then bad roads happened.
I heard a crack on the lowest tier. It was then I knew there was trouble. I loved my friend but I also knew she was a perfectionist who would note everything. I also didn’t want to be anyone’s source of pain that day.
Got to the place and stacked the cake well, did some patching with royal icing. Then they told us to change the table for decoration after stacking a 4-tired cake. something I carefully kept in one place. It bent a bit and I saw all my handwork disappear in the mud. The cake was already in front. the couple was dancing in, can’t change anything.
Days later my friend called me to rant about the cake. Truthfully, I wasn’t surprised, infact I was glad she did. Did I tell you she didn’t pay the 10k balance? I was too ashamed to ask her. She complimented me on the taste. What’s more, the bride tagged all her wedding vendors except me. I cried myself to sleep that day. Since then I’ve not been able to bake anything. it’s been 2 months now and I’m glad I let it all out. I’ve needed a platform to pour my feelings out and I’m glad I have you guys. Any advice for me,i’d appreciate.
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