it was a strange weekend for me, in that i spent a lot of time thinking about food and it was a chore. i've been very seriously considering the baking business out of my home thing, and i'm getting the weirdest feeling that it might actually work. primarily because, as matt researched for me, the only bakery in ellsworth closed a few months ago. for cakes and desserts the only options in ellsworth are the grocery stores, or drive to bar harbor, or do it yourself. but who wants to do that?
all the small business websites say to evaluate your strengths, so i've been trying to do that honestly. it's harder than you would think to look objectively at yourself. i think my biggest obstacle is going to be not hounding people with "are you sure it was ok? not too much flour? i'm sure it was awful take your money back!". i'm have this tiny problem with thinking everything i do isn't good enough. itty bitty. that's no way to run a business, thinking your product is shit. so i have to get over it. every thing i cook can't be shit. i'm not dead or anything.
it was an odd feeling to think about so much food. i don't generally allow myself to think about cakes and pies and chocolates with free reign. i also don't usually allow myself to buy exotic bakeware either but this weekend i invested $3.83 in my possible future business. i bought a pastry bag and icing tips. to make my frosting pretty. and my cream puffs nice and round. and i think i'm delving into food porn. sorry for that. i am a little nervous about the combination of sheer terror over this project and miles of frosting rosettes (i need to practice). is it worth possibly reaching previously unseen levels of fatness? i know there's no answer for that. i'll just have to wait and see.