Down in the Dumps

It’s no secret that I am not super artistic. In high school, we had to take an arts class, and I was definitely placed in the remedial option – calligraphy. Deemed inept at drawing actual pictures, my class focused on writing fancily instead. I myself never graduated to the capital letters, but I consider myself an expert at lower case a-w’s.

Imagine my panic, when, as a woman who can barely manhandle a fancy felt-tip pen, I’m asked to replicate teeny tiny patterns onto a cake by squeezing chocolate out of a bag. Gah!

I actually don’t think my piping looks too terrible, but the problem is that it looks nothing like the chef’s example.  Ridicule ensues.

Coffee Crunch torte. Vanilla chiffon with coffee Chantilly, almond japonais, and marzipan.

Lutetia Torte. Walnut chiffon with chocolate ganache, Chantilly, and raspberry filling.  My chocolate rose looks janky. You don’t have to tell me twice.

I have to admit that I’m getting pretty crappy grades in this class and I don’t like it one bit.  I’m basically just trying to chug through the next five days and not fail the class.

Don’t worry – there is a light at the end of the tunnel, and it’s called Advanced Breads class!! I’m not going to let a twerpy wedding cake stand in my way…