Tonight I learned 2 things:
1.) Mixing frosting is hard work
2.) I need a new kitchen (preferably one that is self cleaning)
I have a whole new sense of respect for pastry chefs, cake decorators . . . Actually, I have I have a whole new sense of respect for anyone who has ever attempted to make the “Wilton” icings.
Here I was ready to take on the world with my little hand-held mixer and . . . it kicked my butt, I mean it literally kicked my butt. Lets just say there was no Wii Fitting for me tonight.
With frosting ingredient strewn throughout my tiny apartment kitchen I finally finished the frosting from hell.