My quest to start a whoopie pie stand of my very own in a Chicago farmers market.
Well, macaron-deprived ladies and gents, a macsperiment post is upcoming, but in the mean time I thought it extremely important to tell you something.
I have arrived.
By which of course I mean my KitchenAid mixer has arrived and with it: my status as a true baker.
Isn’t it beautiful?!
As you can tell, I was handling my excitement in the most mature ways possible.
Doesn’t everyone have a photoshoot with their KitchenAid?
No? THEY SHOULD.
She’s got the beauty and strength of a horse, and is mine all mine for a measly $95. This awesome eBay seller even refunded $5 because she overestimated shipping. That’s customer service.
I love it so much I think I need to name it. Any suggestions?