Slap & Tickle

Dough Boy


“Dear Christopher…

“Congratulations! I am pleased to inform you that you have successfully completed all the necessary steps to be accepted as a student here at the Professional Culinary Institute.”

For the two of you who have been wondering why I have not been writing lately, it is because work has been a bear and—as you can see from the above letter I received on Thursday—I applied to culinary school... and have been working (successfully in this case) to get in.

The above picture is my final in a cake decorating class that I have been taking (but in no relation to PCI—just brushing up on some skills). My house is littered with fondant roses and leaves… as well as sugar, cornstarch, and a host of baking & pastry equipment.

My weeks of work and worrying have finally paid off and I am going to sleep in on Saturday. Originally, I thought to not set my alarm, but I am going to Martin Short’s “Fame Becomes Me” in San Francisco tomorrow night, so I need to be up by 1:00pm, so I will set my alarm for then. I will probably still wake up at 5:15am, but it’s the thought that I will be sleeping in that makes me feel all happy inside.

I’m looking forward to a peaceful and relaxing weekend without a care in the world… except for some light housekeeping and just how the hell am I going to pay for school?