A Little Video {an Official Hello}

Happy Sunday!

So I’ve busted out the video camera and I’m ready to start creating a few how-to videos for you, you know–for all of those techniques that are much easier to learn by watching, and just to switch things up from time to time. But, before I make my first cake video tutorial, I thought I’d say a quick hello. I’m actually not certain why I didn’t do this sooner, but either way, a message from me to you. And why do I feel as though I’m about to reveal myself to my long-time Internet boyfriend who’s never seen the real-life me? No, I don’t have any of those, but whoa–this must be how that feels. So, um . . . hi:

Sweetapolita’s Notes:

  • My kitchen is never, ever that clean.
  • My voice is about 1 1/2 octaves lower than you just heard. (Or at least that’s what I keep telling myself.)
  • The hair is usually wing-esh, but not sure what was going on there.
  • I feel like we’ve just taken things to the next level, and . . . I kind of like it.
  • Did I mention I love you guys?

I hope your weekend was filled with muse and magic, or at least a good slice of cake or two. ♥

I’ll see you soon with, yep, another video, but also a new cake blog post.

Happy Baking!


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Sweet Snippets

The past few weeks have been a bit unusual for us around here, because Mr. Sweetapolita and I are preparing to move houses and have been organizing more than one couple should ever, ever have to in one existence. Can you imagine my baking tools so neatly organized and put away that I’m afraid to move them or use them? I’m feeling a little out of whack without flour and sugar floating through the air, and towers of mixing bowls in the sink (I’ll be back in the kitchen this week), but I’m better for it. It’s truly given me a sense of order and harmony, and I’m ready for our new phase.

That being said, my iPhone is almost always in my clasp, so I thought I’d share some snippets of what’s been going on in my world via Instagram–my most favourite method of photographing sharing the candid and more intimate moments of life through my phone (you might remember this post). I think what makes this method of photography so special, is how random and, well, instant it is–like peeking in a tiny square window into others’ worlds and vice versa (except much less creepy than I just made it sound). So many millions of moments that used to float away uncaptured, are now not only captured, but they offer a glimpse into real life. (And from a photography point of view, because you can’t crop in Instagram, it’s a fabulous exercise in improving your composition skills.)

The past few weeks were filled to the brim with everything from pink to periwinkle and treats to tractors, and I have the Instabits to prove it:

There were more cupcakes than usual . . .

 

Some sprinkly . . .

 

 And some deep, dark and injected with homemade salted caramel sauce, followed by some serious sweet & saltiness. (As much as I love cupcakes, I should tell you that the next few weeks are layer-cake filled (stay tuned).

 

There were several pink candy popcorn moments–it turns out that not all slices of heaven come from the oven . . .

 

But rather retro circus-inspired boxes (a circa 1950s Canadian treat).

 

There were sweet invites followed by a lot of baking party prep.

 There was a pink vintage ballerina clad cake for one very special 5-year-old birthday girl (you might remember her as one very special 4-year-old birthday girl).

 

And where there is pink frosting, there is often pink batter (and other magical pink things).

 

And where there are baking parties, there are often hundreds and thousands of pretty cupcake liners.

 

How else do you make sweet hand-strung baking party garland? (Made with love by mommy & birthday girl Reese.)

 

There was homemade strawberry jam made with the unsurpassable vim and vigour of 6 excitable little girls armed with mashers and aprons.

 

And a little more for good measure.

 

Baking party and beyond, there was the typical flurry of sugar and flour in our kitchen, which I try to keep tidy and accessible in these glass counter jars (Heritage Hill Jar with Glass Lid).

 

My cakelets have recently become obsessed with collecting (and using) candy-coloured nail polish–a collection I love to raid whenever possible (especially this Ice Cream Nail Polish Set ).

 

They’ve also taken to wearing my tees to bed, which I find kind of the cutest thing ever.

 

There were some candid after-bath evening moments.

 

And bright-eyed upside-down and oversized glasses moments.

 

There were even some random-passerby-taking-a-photo moments. Okay, well, there was only one of those, but I’m sure thankful for it.

 

There were more homemade marshmallows than I expected, like this pink pastel cherry batch and these cloudy delights (thanks to this fabulous book).

 

And not as much chocolate frosting as usual, but I will soon fix that.

 

Most recently there was a visit to the in-laws in the country, where stacks of pastel food photo props await (and fabulous company, of course).

 

Along with whimsical foliage-filled bicycles . . .

 

Blue retro tractor rides with Grandpa . . .

 

And one charming retro rotary phone that I am seemingly fixated with. Yell-o?

 

 There were many mommy-cakelet photos, as this is often where the miniest of cakelets can be found, along with one beloved sterling silver whisk pendant. (Now, on my wish list is the 18k gold dipped version. Love.)

 

And daddy-cakelet photos? A must.

 

And what do Burberry, Barbie and bass have in common? Put them together and it’s what made Reese’s recent cottage weekend and first fishing experience complete.

 

Along with a little relaxation.

 

And a little rejuvenation is never a bad idea.

 

And back with feet on the ground, it’s time to create. ♥

See you very soon with cake!


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23 Random Things About Me

I used to just love reading those 25 Random Things About Me notes on Facebook a few years back, even if I didn’t really know the person that well. A few days ago, I was inspired by Jenna’s list, and after I read it I wished I could learn these unexpected facts from all of my new friends. So, tonight, while my baking tools were being held hostage in my running dishwasher, I decided to give it a whirl:

1. 23 is my birthday (July 23, 1974), and it’s also my favourite number.

2. My passion, aside from baking & photography, is singing and has been since I can remember. I sing constantly (when at home or in the car), but I still can’t figure out if I’m any good at it.

3. In my young twenties, I had a brief job reading tarot cards for a psychic phone network.

4. I actually loved reading tarot cards and never told a single lie to any caller during that job.

5. I created and concocted a quirky bath & body product collection called Cake Beauty with a friend in my tiny apartment kitchen in 2000, but I left the company in 2003.

6. My least favourite sweet is ice cream. I can take it or leave it, but it belongs in its own bowl and has no business touching my piece of cake.

7. I have 3 tattoos.

8. I wish I had zero tattoos.

9. For some inexplicable reason, I can barely reach or touch my hands flat onto my shoulders. This made the “head and shoulders, knees and toes” song very stressful for me as a child.

10. My husband and his family taught me to waterski when I was 29. It took me almost 100 tries (which they pointed out was almost scientifically impossible) to get up on the traditional 2 skis. I somehow finally did it, and then went on to conquer slalom waterskiing (skiing on one fancy and potentially very speedy ski) and still love it. Dare I say I’m not half bad.

11. Other than #10, I’ve never been an athlete.

12. I am an avid genealogist and spent a total of almost 1200 (yes, that’s twelve-hundred) hours in 2006 working on my (and my husband’s) family tree, and many more hours since that year. I could have baked about 2000 cakes in that amount of time (not that I would do it differently).

13. I cherish my Shel Silverstein book collection, and I’ve now passed it along to my daughters. The very first Shel Silverstein poem I heard was read by my fourth-grade teacher and was called “Sick.”

14. In my life I have been able to recite a total of 2 movies from start to finish: Weird Science and About Last Night.

15. If I had to choose one last meal, the dessert would likely be warm cinnamon buns with whipped frosting. Yes that’s “buns.” Or a chocolate caramel tart. Or bread pudding. Or chocolate cake with malted chocolate frosting.

16. I love to write, but I only enjoy reading non-fiction books.

17. I eat dessert almost every day, and sometimes twice a day, but I strategically eliminate many things I love from my diet (most days) to balance it out, such as mayonnaise, cheese, sugary sodas, and fried or processed food.

18. I can often be found wandering junk shops near and far, searching for vintage baking items or the like.

19. I have a strange connection to French cafe music.

20. I love words, and think more about proper spelling & grammar than one girl should.

21. I’ve been told for most of my life that I’m too sensitive. I am sensitive, and I’d like to stay that way (thanks, Jewel!).

22. I’m a natural-born detective and love solving mysteries. This may explain the strange events of #12.

23. I love fashion & nightlife, but I’m most comfortable at home in my frilly apron.

xo

 

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