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The Short-Lived Life of a Cake-Designer

(trying this writing thing again)

In 2009, Diello signed up for a cake-decorating course. She bought all the supplies, glad to have another toolbox to add to the collection of kits she had around the house. She spent quite a chunk of change, but she could afford it at the time. She couldn't wait to get started using every decorating tip in the kit.

The first class required she bring in a cake base, unfrosted, with a batch of frosting on the side. She decorated the cake with a clown vomiting a rainbow into a toilet, then was given recipes altered from The Cake Doctor, and instructions on the next assignment - unfrosted cupcakes and a small 6-inch round cake.

Decorating came naturally to her, but she couldn't grasp putting on a base coat without getting crumbs all in the mix. Even with the much-improved Cake Doctor recipe for a firmer cake, it still crumbled a bit when she brushed frosting over the surface. This reminded her of the first cake she made for someone - she offered to make a cake for her personal hero, and when she called upon her friends, any of her friends for help, no one came to her aid, and she produced a cake flecked with chocolate spots in the frosting. But it was devoured in minutes, and she felt okay about it in the end.

She preferred fondant, which she learned to make with marshmallows after the second class. Fondant worked like Play-Dough, and as difficult as it was to make, was always forgiving.

When she began posting pictures of the fun two-tier cakes she made for practice on Facebook, she began getting requests. She gladly made cakes and cupcakes for her friends. They never thought twice about eating her creations. Her family, however saw the photos, and put in their requests in a way that made Diello feel guilty. If she didn't comply, that was another black mark on her already darkened record, which they always lorded over her, even after she moved out.

The family began their censure in the usual way. "Why aren't you selling these?" They always told her she could be making a killing doing this or that. Everything she creates, be it cakes, art, baubles, or stories, she could make a killing by selling. They might have thought they were being supportive, but really, they were driving her dreams into the dirt. With all the disapproving glances she got for not charging for her services and talents, she felt guilty for not turning her passion into a business, even though she knew she couldn't afford to start a business (why her family didn't understand the concept of start-up capitol or food licenses was beyond her). She felt they really meant that she could be making them money, being her close, personal family.

When she submitted to their 'requests' for exquisite cakes, her hard work and lack of sleep went unnoticed. Her last struggle in their honor: a cake for the 75th family reunion. Diello made it extra special. But a set of cupcakes and a store-bought sheet cake stole the spotlight. No one thanked her for her efforts, or even mentioned her glorious tower, let alone ate any of it, and she left the party with tired, wet eyes, and a crushed spirit, weighed down with the reminder of how her efforts in all that she does for herself and her family see this end.

Unfortunately for Diello and her dreams, she always let the guilt get to her. Every time. Because family guilt burns like no other. Whenever she found a passion, it fizzled out before it would ever shine.


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Aug. 6th, 2013 09:34 pm (UTC)
Because family guilt burns like no other.
-- Ugh, but yet :( Sometimes I wonder whether just burning the bridges may be it ... *hugs* (And it's by far not so bad here ...)
Aug. 7th, 2013 02:28 pm (UTC)
I will never make a cake for them again, but I still love making cupcakes!
Aug. 7th, 2013 02:33 pm (UTC)
Than we shall make cupcakes when we meet again (soon, soon!) - I'm not very good at baking myself, but I love cooking with friends <3
Aug. 7th, 2013 02:47 pm (UTC)
Lies! I've seen your amazing food pictures ;)
And I am excited for cupcame-making!
Aug. 7th, 2013 02:51 pm (UTC)
Not lies - I cook, but I don't bake :P
Haha, I'm so excited to see you again! Though I still don't know when exactly I'll move to Boston, but this year for sure!
Aug. 7th, 2013 03:18 pm (UTC)
YES! And one of my good adventuring friends is from Boston, so she can hook us up with all the good comic book places!
Aug. 16th, 2013 03:54 pm (UTC)
Fuck that noise!
Not appreciating cake is some serious shit.
Aug. 19th, 2013 03:52 pm (UTC)
For real!!
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