I've been baking non-stop at home over the last few weeks. Trying out recipes and rejigging new ways to make them. I had fried doughnuts coming out of my ears last week.
Why am I going nuts? Because there's only two more sleeps till I work in a bakery.
A couple of weeks ago, Jay floated the idea of baking a few sweet treats at his bakery, on weekends. I thought about it for all of... 2 seconds and agreed straight away. A bakery! For real!
I'm so nervous I can hardly sleep. Actually, it's making me feel a little nauseous... I've been on a roller coaster over the last few weeks, flipping between sugar highs and then depressing lows when experiments inevitably failed. I feel like an imposter more than ever. What the hell am I doing?
I've been to the bakery earlier this week and am pretty excited. There's a big shiny deck oven where all the baking will take place and can't wait to see it in action. There were a few presents too: a kickass rolling pin, cookie cutters, one fine pastry brush and a deep fryer. Soon, there will be a mini fridge for cookies and a bench for me to work on.
I'll be behind the wooden doors at the Pigeon Whole Bakers (I love the name so much) this Sunday, selling amazing sourdoughs and a few sweet treats. These cookies will be featured, and Jay has a few other cookies on his mind. Who knows what we'll make on the day?
Here's the details on the grand opening:
Sunday 25th March
9am - 1pm
Pigeon Whole Bakers
138 Hopkins Street
Hope to see you there :]