This week I have been unable to think about anything else
but cakes. And muffins. And macarons. And icings, frostings, sprinkles, chocolate,
fillings. And my sugar levels had gone through the roof.
A couple of weeks ago I received an amazing email. I was invited to join one of the sweetest and
most extravagant cake events that has been ever held:
The Big Cake Show. It was
only a week before and I had lots and lots to prepare. I started working like
mad, and I involved almost anyone who was around in cutting, peeling,
labeling, sticking and packing. Family and friends worked really hard to make
The Tiny Marmalade stall look amazing (
special thanks to Fran, Isa, Ana,
Cecile, Juanma and of course my unconditional other half!). And I must admit it
was exhausting… More than 700 tiny jars canned in just 4 days. A burn on my
arm. A lot less hair. An average of 3 hours sleep per day. Tons of chocolate.
Litres of tea. A bit of sobbing and weeping. A lot of fun and hysterics.