So the other night I hosted a cake decorating class at my house. I go to church with a professional cake decorator (below, on right- you can see her work here) who is about to move! So, we had talked for months about doing some classes, and it was now or never!
Only one other person came, my friend, Isabel (who is wonderful because she holds the baby and rocks her to sleep) I have decided that this is the perfect size class. If it was any bigger, I never would have been able to master making butter cream roses!
That's right! I finally mastered the butter cream rose! I have taken many classes before, been taught, and practiced till my hand hurt, but could not make a frosting rose. As usual, I tried, and tried, and all my roses got dumped back into the frosting bowl. I finally said, "See, I just can't do this!"
I realized as soon as the words were out of my mouth that I sounded just like my 9-year old daughter when she practices the piano... don't know where she gets it from.
That only brought out the Peruvian stubborn streak in my teacher (I actually don't know if people from Peru are stubborn since she is the only one I know) and she would not let me quit (thank- you Sara!) until I got it.
She taught me to do it backwards from the way I had always been taught before, and I finally got it! Backwards.... should have know that would work, since my brain is hardwired backwards.
Here's a close-up of these lovely roses.... I'm so proud of myself!