Im often consumed by grief and this whole phase of once again questioning my path in life and being like, well if I worked for a restaurant or bakery THEN I could have valhrona and a 401k
im gonna make a pío quinto ganache bonbon which is a simple white chocolate rum cinnamon vibe that i will blend the tiniest amount of rehydrated raisins into
idk I’m like hitting this point where I’m looking for something new and idk if that’s focusing more on digital media creation and finally finishing that intuitive costing spreadsheet
I keep seeing people make their own wedding cake in the residential kitchens and I’m like I literally have a test kitchen in the basement I’d be a fool to not make my own cake
Climate change isn’t real. Bunch of globohomo bullshit I reckon. You know what is real. A hurricane machine that spawns randomly in various parts of the deep blue sea that generates cat 4-5 hurricanes designed to punish Christians and patriots and cyber truck owners.