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.
