Tonight was the last night of my Wilton cake class. We actually got to make a pretty cake like you’d find in a grocery store. When I was making the flowers I was apparently holding the frosting tube tip upside-down. The teacher pointed it out to me and I actually liked the look of it, to which the instructor told me Mr. Wilton would be rolling over in his grave if he saw me do it that way.
At the end of class I was given an official certificate for passing the course and my name was written in gold calligraphy. Oooh fancy. It even had a raised Wilton seal. My teacher pointed out it is suitable for framing. I just might mail it to mom to hang on her fridge to show off how proud she is of me.
