For the past month I have spent several hours each Sunday at the local craft store, learning how to decorate cakes with butter cream frosting.
I hadn’t exactly planned on engaging in this activity this summer. I don’t really eat cake, so I don’t usually have much desire to make cake. However. In the last days of July my sister asked me if I would sign up to take this decorating class – the same one she and my mom were taking – so that when the three of us ladies see one another this coming holiday season, we could spend some time together, creating together.
How could I say no to a request like that?
So each Saturday for the past four weeks I have baked, cut, whipped, colored, filled, squeezed, dabbed, and twisted, learning increasingly complex decorating techniques.
Today was the last class in the series, where I showcased all of my recently-acquired skills into a final project:
And while it is nice to be finished with the time commitment, what I learned throughout these four afternoons is that I kind of like decorating cakes. It’s an entirely different space from the activities in which I’m usually engaged; and it’s lovely to have something tangible-yet-ephemeral resulting from a decorating session. It’s also very fun for me to see other people respond so enthusiastically to my creations; and it’s nice to not be viewed as so “different” all of the time.
If you want to read the story and see the results of all four weeks of classes, you are welcome to check out my weekly food blog – in that space, I did a more in-depth write-up of the logistics of the class series, and showed pictures of the products that resulted from each session.
In this space, I’ll end with a comment a friend emailed me that summarizes our shared perspective on this activity: I took these classes before, and I found decorating to be calming and relaxing to do. Almost like coloring when you were a kid; and kind of like meditating.
A mediation you can eat. Yum. 🙂