When I was younger my mother took a few classes on cake decorating and became the local ‘go to’ person for all kinds of cakes for any holiday. She loved making cakes and the bonus was getting a little extra money for the family which was needed. Over the years she taught me the many skills she learned. Mom had arthritis and her hands would give in to the pain after a bit working with the decorating bags. So, I would pick up where she left off and finish some of the cakes. We made a good team.
When I moved out on my own, I became the proud owner of
about 7-9 oversized plastic bins of cake decorating pans, supplies, and
such. When my kids were young, I also turned
to the trade and started making all kinds of cakes and selling them for extra
money. Mom would help sometimes when she
could. The difference between me and my
mother was that I would take on any new challenge where mom stuck to the basics
in decorating. One time I made a wedding
cake for a couple that was so large we needed to purchase a piece of plywood to
set it on. The cakes were assembled on
site and had multiple round tiers on each end that held a set of stairs and a running
fountain in the middle. I even colored the water in the fountain to match
the cake colors.
Again, overachiever…
Thinking back to the many cakes I created over the years, I
realized my mother not only taught me a trade growing up, she taught me to do
my best no matter what. We never let a
cake out of the door if it wasn’t up to our standards. There were many times the icing was redone so
it was acceptable to us.
We both took pride in all the work we achieved. I was taught at an early age; work ethics
were very important. Even when no one else
was around.
I will share some of the more memorable stories in the next
few blogs…
Stay tuned…
Colossians 3:23 (NIV)
Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working
for the Lord, not for human masters,
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