A feedback received from a customer pointed out that my work was messy and not as expected. I now need to seek recluse in a cave somewhere and improve on my overall presentation.
With a sack of muffettes on my back, I now walk the long mile on a quest of cake perfection. If you see me pass by, offer me not solace nor consolation, it's solitude I am after. May this journey take me to a place where cakes are made to perfection without any hairline cracks nor any blotches of despair. And that place is definitely not here.