Last weekend, I was gearing up for an extremely busy weekend. I had a total of 9 cakes that were all due on Saturday. And on Sunday I was due to be in Malacca for a wedding which thank God, I wasn’t baking the cake for.
I began my preps on Wednesday and went thru my ingredients list and started planning out my schedule for Thursday and Friday. I have this knack for putting things into gear and I swear I cannot work without a checklist. So I had that all ready and pinned up.
Thursday came and I went into full baker mode. Measuring, mixing, sifting, melting, swearing, timing, baking and praying. And not in that particular order too. And by 4pm, I was pretty much done. All the cakes were cooling and I was ready to call it a day. Suddenly, I get an SMS from a client who had two of the 9 cakes I was baking.
“Hey, so I’ll pick up the cakes at 10am tmro morning yea?” And I’m like what? WHAT?! I quickly went thru the history of our conversation and true enough, he was due to pick it up tomorrow. I had somehow mixed up the dates. I honestly don’t know how. But I did. And now I was on frantic baker mode!
His cakes literally just came out of the oven and his orders had layers and layers to assemble. Oh God, I looked at my schedule, this was gonna throw everything off. So there I was running around my kitchen, trying to assemble everything as quickly as possible.
By 10pm that night, I was done. DONE! And exhausted and my kitchen was a disaster zone. The other thing was, this particular order needed at least 10 hours of cooling time in the fridge in order for all the layers to set. There was a cheese layer, a mousse layer, a jello layer and of course the cake layer. And then once I unmold it tomorrow, I still had to decorate it. Which was why I had to rush thru things. And as I was speeding thru things, I kept wondering, if it’s gonna taste as good as it should be? Since now, I was concentrating more on quantity rather than quality. I cleaned up as much as I could and then passed out. Dead to the world.
The lesson to learn from this, always ALWAYS double and triple check your orders. No matter how long you’ve been doing this, it’s easy to make an amateur mistake. Thank God, I am quite the “superman” when it comes to working in a crisis. Oh, and the client loved the cakes! Phew! What a relief. I mean, I wasn’t really worried anyway.