I simply had to share this with people who'd get it...
Yesterday, I met with a young couple who were just wonderful from the get-go. I placed the boxed samples on the table in front of us (window box to see the deliciousness!) as always to build up the anticipation while we talk about designs, flavors, etc.
Ten minutes into it, they both say," Please don't be offended if we scrape the frosting off the cupcakes." Turns out they were self-proclaimed life-long frosting haters. The only one the bride ever ate was the homemade frosting her mom used to make when she was a kid. So I tell them honestly "I won't be offended. Some people don't even like cake, but they order it for their guests. So not to worry!" I served their samples and drinks, and told them I'd just be in the other room so they could eat and chat.
I filled out the contract and calculated figures, came back 5 minutes later and the two cuppie liners looked like they'd practically been licked clean! He says," I hate frosting and I love yours! I've never had anything like it! I want to eat the other two samples right now!!" She agreed heartily. Then she said simply , "It reminds me of my mom's." My eyes got misty when she said that, because hers did. Then they told me that they were going to cancel the other tasting appt. they had next week and asked if they could just book me right then.
As I sit here typing this little story, I realize that the best part to come out of this wasn't the booking, or even converting them to liking frosting 
...it occurred to me that someday when my kids are grown, they may very well look back on their childhood and think fondly of growing up with their mom's frosting. And that would mean the world to me.
Awesome! Btw, what kind of frosting was it (just out of curiosity). I'm a frosting addict, I even love fondant(my own, not wilton
That made me cry 
Okay, I've stopped crying, now give it up, what kind of frosting was it 
I loved that story. I hope someday I get that great of a compliment!! But really what was your frosting recipe?
LOL, I wanna know this frosting recipe that made someone cry with joy!!
Awesome story and very heartwarming. That was the ultimate compliment. You are not just making a wedding cake but one who brings back memories of her childhood with a frosting like her mom's whom she adores. Thats pretty cool 
I agree that the art of baking is something to be shared and used to make memories not only with the people who receive the goods but in the meaningful moments when you are teaching your trade to YOUR children.
That is the moment I long for...teaching my passion to my children and hoping they grow to love it as much as I do.
Awesome story and very heartwarming. That was the ultimate compliment. You are not just making a wedding cake but one who brings back memories of her childhood with a frosting like her mom's whom she adores. Thats pretty cool
I agree that the art of baking is something to be shared and used to make memories not only with the people who receive the goods but in the meaningful moments when you are teaching your trade to YOUR children.
That is the moment I long for...teaching my passion to my children and hoping they grow to love it as much as I do.
Oh boy, you aren't kidding. Last month we were all together celebrating my brother's 50th birthday. My grown nephew, with children of their own, were talking about the weekends I would take them each Christmas to bake Christmas cookies. I would take all my nieces and nephews so their parents could have a free weekend to shop, wrap presents, etc., and I got to have fun with the kids seeing Santa, doing their Christmas shopping and always baking cookies. I told my newphews I was surprised they rememberd, but then I was really touched when they said it's one of their best memories and that they had been talking about it just a week before. It made my heart feel really good.
Awesome story and very heartwarming. That was the ultimate compliment. You are not just making a wedding cake but one who brings back memories of her childhood with a frosting like her mom's whom she adores. Thats pretty cool
I agree that the art of baking is something to be shared and used to make memories not only with the people who receive the goods but in the meaningful moments when you are teaching your trade to YOUR children.
That is the moment I long for...teaching my passion to my children and hoping they grow to love it as much as I do.
Oh boy, you aren't kidding. Last month we were all together celebrating my brother's 50th birthday. My grown nephew, with children of their own, were talking about the weekends I would take them each Christmas to bake Christmas cookies. I would take all my nieces and nephews so their parents could have a free weekend to shop, wrap presents, etc., and I got to have fun with the kids seeing Santa, doing their Christmas shopping and always baking cookies. I told my newphews I was surprised they rememberd, but then I was really touched when they said it's one of their best memories and that they had been talking about it just a week before. It made my heart feel really good.
I'm sure it did make your heart feel good I think that when a person is gifted in an area....whether it be cooking, baking, sciences, etc...they should share that gift and pass on what they know. You are fortunate that you have a good relationship with your sibs. Thats an awesome idea to bake cookies with your nieces and nephews so that their parents could have some QT and go shopping..and they get to learn a new skill. The best moments I have of my grandmother was her in the kitchen cooking. From her....I learned the basics.
Now, I am sitting on the edge of my seat wondering just what kind of icing this was! LOL!!
Jeepers! I never got any emails telling me about these responses! I'm sorry, by no means was I being mysterious about my frosting.
Hate to break it to you, it's not Meringue. 
It's a recipe I learned years ago, and it's a pretty normal buttercream. But it's not super sweet (due to a secret ingredient...NOW I'm being mysterious!) and is light and creamy. Comes out great every time, smooths with a hot blade and boiling water and is winter white.
cownsj, I love your story! It's funny how folks remember things fondly and you find out that you made a much bigger impression on them than you realized at the time.
Ok, one more story now that we're talking about passing along our love of the craft. Lol! My middle child, a daughter, had the experience of spending until the wee hours with me one night at the bakery where I used to work. She was 5 at the time. My employer gave her a little heart shaped cake from the freezer before she left for the night, and my girl gleefully decorated it at the other end of the work table. At around 11pm, she finally sacked out in a directors chair in the corner, but told me that she had just had the best night of her life. From that point on, she's my steadfast apprentice. On an off day, I'll give her a few cupcakes and teach her how to use the tips. We're making memories!
(edited b/c my mistypes drive me crazy!)
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