I love baking, I like baking cakes especially. Thing is, it's not good for you so I only get opportunity to bake cake about twice a year on average. Well it's midsummer it's one of those special days. Per tradition the folks of this house enjoy a strawberry cream cake after a nice lunch of herring and fresh potatoes.
I look forward to baking these rare cakes, I plan a full month ahead what they're going to taste like, look like, and I even order ingredients and tools specially so I can make them as delicious and beautiful as I possibly can. I watch videos and read tips of professional bakers about how to make nice cakes.
Over the past four days I've built it step by step, and this morning I was almost done - only needed to put some edible greenery as decoration just before serving - I put it in my own fridge I have upstairs and hurried into town to buy next week's groceries (I only go out to buy groceries once a week due to the pandemic and Fridays are the best fit for me). While there I get a text that we've unexpectedly gotten some extended family coming to visit out of the blue and they've served up my cake in the meantime.
I'm disappointed. I didn't get to finish it, or take any pictures of it before they carved into it. I got up early this morning to have enough time to do the piping and arrange the strawberries as nicely as I could.
They could have called in advance to let us know they wanted to visit, so I would have finished it and been back in time to take a few pictures, and serve it.
Or they could have served the almost a full package of strawberries, whipped cream and other ingredients I had left over and left for them in their fridge.
Of course I'm aware that you've got to be a good host and if you've got fresh homemade cake at home for a folk celebration of course you'd want to serve it but
the cake wasn't finished yet
there were other options
they could have called ahead of time - should have called ahead of time because we're in a frickin' pandemic and some of the people in this house would be in real trouble if they got sick and not every one is vaccinated yet
I didn't get any picture of it before it was demolished, and I wasn't even there to see them enjoy it
I just haven't had much to feel proud of in the past few years. I'd been looking forward to baking and serving this cake and I've put a lot of time, money and effort into it.
I know I might be a big silly baby goose about this because family still got to enjoy something nice I had done after all, and I'll probably feel embarrassed about this rant later but I legitimately feel upset enough about this that I want to cry a bit.