ohmigod

they called.
Words were something akin to
"thank you so much for bringing such delicious samples.
We really appreciate you going to all that work.
Of course, we have room for you at the market and look forward to seeing you in two weeks."
Of course! It was a shoe-in!!! I knew that!!!
Not.
Um. Okay. So I overstressed. And we start in 17 days. Not 10. :)

Wow. How'd that happen...

We went, we saw, we...

survived.
The meeting was interesting. We got there on time after every single calamity you can think of. I'm not kidding. The oven temp wouldn't regulate, a full sheet of fresh cookies fell off the prep table, one tray got put down too hard on top of another, the thrid recipe of tea cookies worked fine for me but not my asst. so we had pan of cooked dough. It was a mess. I don't even have the energy to contemplate how much it cost in dollars, let alone that energy.
But we did it.
And in the middle, handsome sez we can be ready for showtime in two weeks.
{in my head... Two weeks! Okay. Two weeks. it's 12 days to the next market. Do I get that or the 19 to the one after that. How do I take back what he just said. Is he CRAZY!!! I'm the baker and 12 days is not enough. 19 barely. okay, I'll agree to two weeks and mean two and a half. Two and a half!?!?! shta!!!!!}
But at the end, they said they'd let us know in a couple days. And look. We did it.
We got through it. Maybe they'll still like us in 6 months. Phew.
And now...

Eek! Two days!

I just got TWO DAYS NOTICE to have my stuff ready for the board.
One of those things that you know is supposed to happen, but you don't know why...
Here I am and the market chef comes in for dinner with a friend. Sits there and has a great time and after a bottle of wine says - Oh! Board meeting in two days! Can you be ready to bring samples for all?
Wow. Of course! (Shta.)
So the list:

Cinnamon Rolls with Vanilla Frosting
Petite whole Wheat Fig Nut Bread
Petite Maple Pumpkin Bread
Double Chocolate Orange Macadamia Nut Cookies
Shortbread: green tea, lemon ginger, coconut

Think it'll work?

Oh Shta

Double Shta.
Shta on a stick.
Turns out that the leave of absence of former baker is now permanent.
Wow.
Breakfast pastries full time.
Ugh.
Hmmm....
Um. Still waiting.
Can You hear it??

I don't think I can afford that many more glasses of wine.

Phew!

It's done.
I procrastinated. Ignored the blog. Ignored the paper.
And then I got a call that said "Where is it?"
So off it went in the mail. Today.
Sigh.
Now I wait


I'm not a good wait-er-er....

Sigh.
Time for some wine.

Too much to do

So I haven't gotten the paperwork done yet.
It feels a bit overwhelming. Kinda like looking at this...

So instead:
Peach tiramisu:
Layers of ladyfingers soaked in peach lambic
Topped with a mascarpone mousse with a hint of peach liqueur
In between layers of macerated local white and yellow peaches
topped with a lightly sweetened whipped cream and fresh peaches

Sound like something you might try?

It's here! It's here!

The application showed up today.
The FM people like my intentions and want me to apply!
Woot.
Now what!?!?! Breathe. Breathe. Gather paperwork. Copy. Send.
Not that hard.

This feels quite a bit better than those last few interviews...