The AC felt so relieving, and I was perfectly comfortable as I mixed together several beautiful shades of frosting and meticulously piped it onto my cakes
I’m not a professional baker by any means, but when I decide to make a delicacy for some social gathering, I want to do it right. I get obsessive about choosing the perfect flavor pairings, creating the ideal textures, and applying a beautiful topping. I think desserts should be as beautiful as they are tasty. That’s how I ended up spending five hours in the kitchen the other day, slaving away over the stove as if I was working in a boiler room. I was determined to make the best cupcakes ever, even if I was heating my entire apartment to 100 degrees. It seriously felt like I was standing next to a furnace as I prepared the batter, poured it into molds, and watched diligently as they baked. After the oven was turned off and the air conditioner was able to catch up, my kitchen had finally cooled enough to start working on the perfect icing to complete my moist cupcakes. The AC felt so relieving, and I was perfectly comfortable as I mixed together several beautiful shades of frosting and meticulously piped it onto my cakes. Only then did I realize I forgot to get sprinkles to top my masterpieces, and ran out to the store for only a few minutes. The store was packed and I was gone for longer than anticipated, and when I returned, everything was ruined. My roommate had inadvertently turned my air conditioner off, and my oven had continued to heat the kitchen! My beautiful cupcakes were now floating in puddles of icing and I was back to square one.