Michelle’s Fall Musings

Fall is an inspirational time for me.  The beauty of the colors of changing leaves is Midwest magic to me, something I sometimes forget at other times of the year.  A few weekends ago we were at the Scarecrow Festival in St. Charles and as I stepped away from our booth to retrieve something from the car I caught these shots. . .

 

 

 

 

 

I love the crispness of the air, wearing a jacket and scarf, the colors of the leaves as they dance in the sunshine and the magnificent blue of the sky.  I love seeing the steam of my coffee swirl into the air as its warmth melts the chill.  Everywhere I look I see pumpkins and gourds, cornstalks and apples.  For so long, all of these things are what I expect my fall to look and feel like.  I relish in the memories evoked of my childhood.  Fall meant returning to school, sweatshirts, football games and hot cocoa.  And food—hearty meals like roast chicken, chili, macaroni and cheese, and pot roast with root vegetables.  Pumpkin pie, Apple pie, and Maple Cake with Walnuts—all made with products we picked up at a roadside stand on a Sunday drive to see the leaves.  Bonfires and S’mores with marshmallows toasted on sticks in the stillness of the cold evening air.  Gathered together over a meal, we shared life, both the good and bad of it.  The good stands out now, the laughter of our shared meals and the conversation that always flowed.

But this year, for the first year ever in my life, I have spent many fall days behind a market table.  I serve pie, box cupcakes and chat with customers.  New memories are being created.  Getting to a market while it’s still fairly dark, watching the sun  rise while I sip coffee and socialize with my vendor comrades—people that run businesses as I do, farm the land, or craft products with their hands and hearts.  People I am fortunate to call my friends.  As the sun warms the earth I begin to see my customers—they come for the desserts that my sisters and I work so hard on—and stay to talk.  We talk about things like cupcakes and pies and the good quality ingredients that go into them, we talk about our storefront that we are building and then we talk about the real life dilemmas that plague us all—kids and school and housework and jobs and dogs and bills. . .

I realize that we are building community as we are building this business. Pies and cupcakes brought us to this place where we have met a community of new friends gathering to share conversation and commiserate.  Food brought us here, helped us to form relationships.  Yes, this year is different from any other year of my life–in many ways.  But it feels like home. 

 

 

 

Tales From the Front Line. . .market days

*****Warning.  This post contains some offensive conversation and may be unsuitable for minors.  Please proceed accordingly.

This summer was our first experience with outdoor markets and let me tell you, the Sugar Sisters learned a lot.  From insect invasions to cupcakes melted into puddles, we saw it all, and then some.  It all began back in May.  Other vendors were very excited about going into the great outdoors, but the Sugar sisters had some reservations.  They told us there would be people and it would be busy.  They told us there would be fun and adventure.  They told us a lot of things.  But there were some things we had to learn for ourselves.  Like. . .

1.  “It takes two to make a thing go riiiight.  It takes two to put a tent up riiiight.” (sung to the beat of Rob Base and DJ EZ Rock’s It Takes Two).

For the record:  WE HATE TENTS.  Pinched fingers.  Bruised arms.  Shattered self-confidence.  We struggled.  We suffered.  We practiced at home so that we could do it on our own without assistance from our other vendors at the market (thereby losing credibility in their eyes we are sure).  Nothing helped.  We still suffered—all season long. 

2.  Market attire—it matters

Take for instance a certain 110 degree day.  The Sugars sisters took their showers and put on clothes and left their house just like any other normal day.  The same could not be said for all of the other vendors at the market.  The sisters were shocked to see a vendor in a rather dated swimsuit without a back and cut off sweats (a/k/a thong shorts).  This particular vendor wore the same swimsuit and shorts every.single.market.  It was not ok —and we have been likely damaged from the experience.   

3.  The Sugar sisters are not fond of the great outdoors.

Give us a cruise ship or a spa resort any other day over roughing it in the wild.  We did three different outdoor markets this season and each came with their own “experiences”.  On Wednesdays we were on the hot blacktop and no one warned us of the bee infestation before it was too late.  Oh, we received plenty of advice from the other vendors after it was recognized.  One vendor told us to buy dryer sheets.  We trotted next door to the Walgreens and bought a box of Bounce and strung it from the tent.  Yeah, it so didn’t work.  Perhaps it was the April Fresh scent that brought an even greater swarm.  No matter, to the vendor that told us that, you know who you are (and it is time to get over it and stop laughing)– please take your advice and stuff it up your tent.  Another vendor told us to get the long sticky tape.  My god, we had to sit and watch the bees die a horrible death and now we fear for our lives from bee worshippers.  What if we are deemed to be bee killers and no one will sell to us so we can make Honey cupcakes and Honey Pie?  Bad advice, bad advice!!!

On Thursdays we camped out next to the river and the trees.  In the early morning when we got there we would have a welcome committee of Jurassic Park sized mosquitoes.  There was one day that Sugar sister Nina informed the market manager of the tick that was climbing on the outside of her shirt.  Antics to get it off ensued and we are thankful that we all survived.  The same cannot be said for the tick.

On Fridays our tent was pitched in a park.  With moths.  Lots and lots of moths.  Moths that climed in our boxes and came home with us, got inside our house and reproduced.  Moths that sometimes got down our shirts.  Oh and let me tell you how not insect friendly we are.  My god, what must the other vendors think of us screaming and jumping around our space all the time?  We were prayed upon by spiders that looked like tarantulas, praying mantis, locusts, squirrels and walking sticks.  Sometimes nature won. 

And then there were the elements.  The heat, the rain, the wind.  We lost a tent. We did all that we could to hold it down but when we saw the lightning it was like a scene from Poltergeist where the Dad let go of the rope.  Unfortunately our tent didn’t make it out the other side like in the movie.  We lost boxes and brochures and cupcakes and our customers were always so helpful chasing our things down the road for us.  We adore our people.

One part of the outdoors we love. . .Fall leaves

4.  Speaking of people, we met some very interesting customers. 

We have met people that love our desserts and have become our fans.  Sugar Sister Nina was having a very nice conversation with a customer that took a bite of a cupcake while talking to us and as she began to chew her pupils dilated, she began to sway and said “I can’t talk to you right now, I’m going to take my cupcake into the park where I’m going to have a moment alone with it.”  And she did.  She came back moments later and looked refreshed.  A few weeks later another customer referred to our desserts as “Orgasmic”.  hmmmm.  This could open up a whole new line of cupcakes for us.

We have met people that are very opinionated about their desserts as well.  Sometimes we heard “Please don’t put any nutmeg in the pie”.  And other times we heard “Please put extra nutmeg in the pie”.  What’s a girl to do?  She makes a pie both ways I guess.  We love our people and will go to great lengths to make them happy!  Our customers make us smile, laugh and feel good and that’s exactly why we got into this business.  

We specialize in Feel-Good desserts!!!

5.  Beware of the Pie Bandits.

There was that market where The Sugar Path was set up next to a doggy daycare place that will remain nameless. Sugar sisters were inolved in pleasant conversation with a customer when another vendor started to jump up furiously, waving his arms and screaming “you’ve been robbed, you’ved been robbed!!!!”  Sugar sister Nina looked around curiously.  Lowering her eyes she saw some empty pie tins on the ground and moments later she spotted the culprits—-Dog thieves!!!!  Those Pie bandits went for the good stuff—the Bourbon Pecans.  So of course we snapped their pictures and posted a warning on the great wide web.  They have yet to be apprehended and they remain at large, a danger to society and pies everywhere.

Wanted: Pie Bandit.

 

6.  Packing up the vehicle—-not as easy as it seems. 

It’s amazing that what goes in and comes out, for some reason may not go back in.  Then there you are, at a farmer’s market away from home, wondering about the legality of bungy cording cupcake containers to the roof of your vehicle.  

An asset: learning how to pack and transport hundreds of delicate desserts!

 

7.    No one understands the risk of cupcake creation. 

They all think “oh that is so cute, you make cupcakes.” hahaha—little do they know what we’ve become in the last year.  We’ve gained weight.  One of us broke a tooth on our toffee reasearch.  We broke two toes.  We have veins!!!!  And ankle problems.  Bruises.  Strained muscles, sore joints, bad backs.  We look like hags.  We went without wearing makeup because there simply wasn’t time. One time one of us (that will remain nameless to protect her) didn’t even have time to shower one day.  (or two?)  We had heat stroke most of the summer.  We have stress, anxiety, and extreme fatigue.  We don’t even watch TV anymore (yes, that’s somewhat of a sore point for one of the sisters). 

8.  So, anything good? 

Yes!  Through it all one thing remains, we still love it baby!  We’ve laughed more than we’ve ever laughed in our lives.  Many nights we returned late. . .correction, we returned early in the morning home from our kitchen (think 3 am) laughing and finding a place for breakfast (IHOP is open, btw).  They say laughter is good medicine. . .hopefully it takes the place of daily showers, eating from all of the food groups, sleep and exercise.  But now we can say we survived our first summer market experience and lived to tell (the world) about it.

And there is so much more to come. . .stay tuned!

Love, The Sugar Path

 The Sugar Path girls

 

It’s Official. . .

Yes, we did it.

We really did it.

We went and signed a lease for a real brick and mortar location.  Then we went and propped a temporary sign in the window.  See. . .

The Sugar Path storefront

 
People are calling asking when we are opening.  There’s no backing out now!  But, if not now, when?  That’s the reason we plunge forward.  Time is so fleeting—you have to act on the dreams you hold before time takes them away from you.   
 
It’s hard to believe that a year after launching our farmer’s market stands and our website we will be opening a storefront of our own.  Looking back, we’ve learned so much.  The path getting here has been filled with a lot of hard work, tears and laughter.  Can’t wait to see what the next bend brings.  We couldn’t have done this without the amazing support of our family and friends.  The kids are so excited to work at The Sugar Path.  We’re excited about the free help.  Do child labor laws still apply?
 
In the meantime, we are planning away with all the dreams dancing in our heads.  We wish all of you the ability to pursue your passions and follow your dreams.  It’s hard. . .but worth it:) 
 
Share your stories on pursuing your passion with us!
 
Love,
Michelle and Nina
The TSP Girls
 
 
 
 
 

 

Checking In. . .

Turtle Cupcake

It’s been forever since I’ve been on here.  Evidenced by the number of comments I had to sift through when I logged on (approx. 678).  That was of course after about 29 attempts to recall my password.  I’ll try not to let it go so long in the future at the very least to save my sanity!

A lot has happened to us since February, thus the reason for my being dilatory here.  A LOT.  We had our markets.  We had bridal shows.  A lot of bridal shows (who knew that starting out in cupcakes meant a lot of bridal shows in February and March?  We didn’t before we started but we do now!)  We were asked to be Cupcake Chocolatiers at All Things Chocolate to benefit Open Door Clinic.  We fulfilled orders.  We lost a TSP girl—TSPMarty made the difficult decision to leave us in order to follow other callings.  (I think she sleeps now.)  We had to figure out how to handle TSPMarty’s duties which threw us into chaos for awhile.  We signed up for more events.  We joined more groups.  One of the best things to happen was we got on Chicago Chocolate Tour’s Geneva Tour!!!!!  We were totally psyched about that one!!!  We even got filmed by ABC TV’s 190 North!!! (look for the episode airing on July 15, 2012).

 Here’s a display we did for a Crate & Barrel Wedding Party:

Crate & Barrel wedding display

 We also became members of Geneva Bride and participated in the wedding walk:

 

 We catered birthday parties:

We expanded our markets and started baking pies:

We started working with a papercrafter, Sweet Embellishments:

And we created new flavors weekly:

TopHat cupcake—chocolate covered marshmallow

As you can tell, we’ve been busy! 

Over the course of the last several months there were times where I faltered and wondered if perhaps I shouldn’t be following The Sugar Path at this time.  It’s really hard to start a new business while you’re working another full time job to support your family.  I got over Mommy Guilt a long time ago but it resurfaced recently because it’s one thing to come home after a long day at work and quite another to come home after a long day at work and work some more on your new business.  Not to mention I now work weekends too.  (Yes— 24/7 here).  Then there’s the whole comparing yourself to so many great (often younger) more experienced people and feeling behind the 8-ball.  There’s also being tired and feeling old—in the past month numerous people have thought I was my sister’s mom, that’s how badly the lack of sleep has increased my age appearance.  My god!  My sister’s MOTHER????  That did not go over well with me!  So I started to wonder if I should just keep doing the thing I’ve always been good at doing—the thing that would probably be better for my family and easier on my body.  I would actually get to sleep and once again enjoy leisure activities.

I considered that for all of about 96 seconds.  You see, for the past 7 years (at least) I’ve had this longing for something.  I don’t want to ask “what if” in 10 or 20 years.  I want to know that I followed the longings I’ve had and branched out and experienced all that life has to offer.  Tomorrow may never come right?  Maybe this is not what’s “easiest” for my family right now.  But in the end I believe I will be a better teacher to my kids about following your dreams, about working hard to get there and about happiness.  Amazingly, I spend a lot of time with my kids right now.  Perhaps more than in the past because I am doing something that they can help me with.  They can come to markets with me, help make fliers, participate in events.  The kids always ask about The Sugar Path and they want to see it grow and flourish almost as much as I do!  Their support is amazing!  As far as not feeling worthy because there’s so many people doing it better—I think to a story I heard about climbing a mountain— When you climb the mountain, don’t get so distracted looking at the other mountains and feeling envious that the other mountain is taller than yours.   Rather, recognize your accomplishment in climbing the mountain and take in the beauty that surrounds you.  When I started to do that, things changed for me.  In fact, now I am counseling people about starting a business, giving baking tips, teaching classes and inspiring others, especially women, that you can do anything you set your heart on. 

I know that I am in the right place because of the wonderful things that have happened to me and the absolutely amazing people that I have met.  I know I am in the right place because my heart feels full and happy.

So here TSPNina and I are working really hard to follow our passions (for the record I am only 7 years older than her and could not be her mother!)  We’ve experienced so many cool things since starting up in November.  We’ve learned a lot too.  I even remember to check that I have the cupcakes now before leaving for the market.  Onward and Upward!

TSPMichelle

 

 

Tales From the Front Line, Part 5

Can’t believe it’s been so long since we’ve written a post. We.were.busy! We had the Holidays.  Then we rested a bit after the holiday. We even got to sit down.  Sitting down is so nice.  I just don’t think we (as in the general population) appreciate the sit down as much as we should.  But when it’s gone, well, you really miss it! (which is just why we the TSP Girls really do appreciate it)  But the sitting down didn’t last long.  While in a heap on the floor after the holiday, giving thanks we made it through our first Christmas, we were jerked up forcefully with the realization that the next major holiday (Valentine’s Day) was right around the corner and, eek! we were not prepared!!!!!  Sitting down was no longer an option.  We went deep under cover to develop an entire new line of cupcakes. Check out our Romance Line and let us know what you think! We’ve also been busy with our markets. We sell our cupcakes at local farmer’s markets on the weekends.  We’ve gained invaluable insight into farm to table by being part of the markets.  We’ve also met some of the nicest people.  Here’s some tips for vending at a market, if you’re into that kind of thing (which we are):

1.  If you are planning on bringing any item that contains both chocolate and caramel, be afraid, be very afraid.  It is best to set the item down and back away slowly so the masses can fend for themselves. 

2.  When you see a crowd of people with a sugar gleam in their eye and look down at your cupcake containers to find that you only have one cupcake left, just know that you will not be ok.  Try to make it to the nearest exit as quickly and quietly as possible in order to escape bodily harm.

3.  In the old days there was cash.  Now there’s Square.  However, technology is not always your friend (at least not TSPMichelle’s friend).  You need a device to access the Square, a knowledge of how to use the technology, an internet connection, and the ability to know which way the magnetic strip must be facing when you swipe the card.  Without all of these things coming together, the transaction may not be successful.  At that point you may find yourself wishing for cool green cash.  Or barter.  Or trade.  Darn technology and magnetic strips. 

4.  Market traffic ebbs and flows.  The slow times may result in TSPNina singing Rock Around the Clock or Tonight I Celebrate My Love For You.  If you are a fellow vendor, please accept my apologies on my sister’s behalf.  I’ve tried, oh how I’ve tried.  Perhaps if I got a chance to sit down more I’d have enough energy to remember the ipod to bring her current instead of the 80′s music that TSPNina veers towards (granted that Rock Around the Clock stems from the 1950′s but we were raised on Happy Days).   

5.  We always post about our Markets on our Facebook page.  Social media and technology are things we are constantly learning since starting up our business.  We’ve also learned that social media can be addicting and therefore please allow this to serve as a warning before you embark down that path.  After becoming addicted to it you will find there are those moments in life that you just can’t leave your computer no matter what else is going on around you.  Emergency alert sirens may be going off, people around you may be running for shelter, your dinner may be burning in the oven.  While your town is evacuating or the fire truck pulling up to your house, you may feel that your sole purpose for living at that moment is to hit the Refresh button on your computer every 30 seconds.  It’s a disease—Social Media Addiction.  Don’t worry, check your phone book for a local support group near you.  Or better yet, since you’re sitting at your computer anyway, just google it.

6.  There are those patrons of the markets that are there for one thing only.  They will rush by your stand without looking at you in order to get to the one vendor they are there to see, then rush back by you again.  Every.Single.Time.  Thus, you need to be creative to stop them in their tracks, slow them down, acknowledge your presence so you can open their eyes to new taste sensations.  You could go with the old cupcake falls in the middle of their path trick.  Except for the liability issues, that’s a good one.  Or, you could guffaw loudly at the moment they pass, causing them to temporarily be thrown off track, just long enough for you to smile and say hi, at which point they are guilted into stopping.  Guilt is good bad.  You could wear something eye catching.  But it is a farmer’s market and you don’t want to embarrass your fellow vendors.  Just have free food  a great product, and you’ll be ok.  

7.  Don’t forget to sample your product.  A good product sells itself.  With lots and lots of samples.  A smile doesn’t hurt either. 

8.  Speaking of smiles, there’s a certain cashier at a store by me HomeGoods  that will remain nameless and all I wish every time I shop there is that she would smile at me.  Sometimes I swear she can hear me screaming in my head to smile.  If you are a vendor, you gotta.  In fact, if you’re a customer, cashier, chef, fireman, nurse, student (ok you get it) SMILE!  Life is too short not to smile. 

9.  Sometimes customers do weird things.  They put samples in their purses.  They tell you pickle jokes.  Really odd pickle jokes.  They ask you to watch their baby.  What’s a girl to do but smile and nod???  It’s all about the customer service. 

10.  Food is Love.  Have a good product, be nice, have fun!

That’s all for now.  See you at the markets!

TSP*Michelle

Market Cupcakes

 

Tales from the Front Line, Part 4

It’s hard to believe Christmas is less than a week away. Just where does the time go? It’s just as hard to believe we’ve been up and running for over a month now. In previous installments from Tales from the Front Lines (a/k/a Tales from the Kitchen) we’ve tried to give you some helpful hints as we learn from our mistakes. However, I have realized that repetition may be the key ingredient in learning from your mistakes, as in most everything else in life.  For instance, this time we finally remembered the ipod—however, we remembered it as we were walking out the door and quickly said “forget it, we don’t have time!”  Therefore, we all had to listen to TSPNina sing 80′s commercials again.  Man did those 80′s jingles leave a lasting impression on her (the power of advertising)!  I never knew my sister possesses such a good long term memory.  Also, this time I was the one doused in red food color.  Maybe once we make it through Valentine’s Day we will be able to cut back on the red velvet.  Until then we all need to invest in some nice wool mittens to wear with our beautiful red hands.  So without further ado, here’s the weekly tip guide:

1.  When using chocolate in a squeeze bottle ensure that the chocolate is nice and liquidy.  If you need to squeeze too hard, it’s not liquidy enough.  Squeezing too hard results in an implosion resembling a volcano eruption all over your beautiful cupcake.  See picture below for guidance:

2.  Not all plastic containers are leak-proof.  Make sure to take extra precautions while transporting liquids in plastic containers if you are using your husband’s freshly cleaned automobile.  Alternatively, if you must use plastic containers to transport a liquid substance while using your husband’s vehicle, try to transport only wonderfully fragrant, non-staining liquids.  Then if the container accidentally tips over, despite all of your careful packing, and proceeds to slowly leak out and seep onto the freshly cleaned floor, there’s a chance he may not notice for several days.  If you have inadvertently transported a substance that is highly fragrant and staining, and despite all of your precautions has leaked out of its container and onto the floor of your husband’s freshly cleaned vehicle, simply deny all knowledge and he will presume it’s the children’s fault.  Thereafter, give your kids a cupcake to alleviate any guilt you may have over the incident.

3.  If you use champagne in your baking, be careful as to how you attempt to recork it.  Champagne, unlike wine, is bubbly.  Because of that simple fact, if you recork using a wine stopper and attempt to illegally transport the champagne thereby inadvertently shaking the bottle, you may be quietly going about your baking routine when you are suddenly frightened by a loud pop that sounds like gunfire.  After your heart stops pounding and you later find the bottle stopper on the ground and put the pieces together as to what occurred, give small thanks that your makeshift cork did not break the fluorescent lamps of your commercial kitchen space, which lamps appear to require a very large ladder (not in your possession nor anywhere visibly located) to replace.

4.    Try to avoid late night anger as it affects the baking process.  If it’s 2 am and you become disgruntled with your sister and tell her you are never going to speak to her again, be forewarned that bad things may happen to you.  You may spill red food color all over the counter and floor (and yourself, dousing more than one body part).  You may drop frosting down the inside of your shirt.  You may put your pastry bag tip upside down and only discover it after you’ve filled the bag with frosting.  It’s called Karma.  Try to avoid upsetting the Karma in the kitchen by staying peaceful and loving and present at all moments.

5.  Speaking of not speaking, it’s wise to keep the lines of communication open with your baking partner at all times.  If you and your partner are not speaking it will affect the quality of your product.  For instance, if one partner is making frosting and the other is piping the frosting onto the cupcakes, open communication ensures that the correct frosting gets piped onto the cupcake it should be paired with.  If, however, the two partners are not speaking (because one wrongly insulted the other) and the one piping the frosting refuses to ask the other what frosting she is being handed (at 2 am after countless hours of making cupcakes your tastebuds are impaired and all white frostings look and taste the same.) then it is quite possible she will  unintentionally pipe the wrong frosting onto an entire batch of cupcakes.  At that point the piping partner may declare herself to be an Artisan and that she just created a brand new cupcake— until the perfectionist partner (if you have one) declares it’s all the other’s fault and the cupcakes need to be redone.  This may result in communication becoming even further impaired.  Warning:  try to avoid upsetting the Karma in the kitchen by staying peaceful, loving and present at all moments.

6. Sometimes, assembling simple small kitchen tools late at night is a challenge.  For instance, you may want to take some extra time to make sure you put the food processor together correctly before using it to grate carrots.  If you are missing a piece it is quite possible you will find a lot of carrot on yourself when you are done with the task.  Aprons come in handy.  Also, remember that food spurting out of a processor tends to fly far so be sure to check the walls when you are cleaning up.

7.   As noted in Tip #5, after many hours of sampling frosting, all frostings tend to taste the same because taste buds become severely impaired.  Sleep deprivation tends to add to one’s inability to distinguish frosting flavors apart.  Accordingly, you may find yourself at Market in a sudden panic believing you put the Lime Frosting on the Beer Cupcake and the Beer Frosting on the Mexican Cupcake.  If you are fortunate to have an Artisan in the group, a new cupcake flavor may have just been born.  If, however, you have a Perfectionist in your group, you may have to wade through those moments of panic carefully tasting cupcake and frosting to ensure you got it perfect.  Drinking a liquid such as coffee, milk or tea may help to cleanse your tastebuds between tastings.  Either way, try to stay peaceful, loving and present at all moments.

8.  Possessing an attitude of grace and confidence is a very useful tool in the kitchen even if you know not what you do.  In fact, you may find a newbie in the kitchen asking you for advice on how to turn on the oven only last week you looked at quizzically yourself.  Jump at the chance to demonstrate your facade of confidence and offer to share your knowledge with them!

9.  Another kitchen lesson:  Be friendly and kind to others!  If a new baker attempts to introduce themselves to you, do not stare at them blankly and say nothing.  Not only will it impact your Kitchen Karma (as noted in Tip #4) but it will affect your product as well.  Friendly bakers put out friendly products full of love.  The more friends you can gather along the way, the better.

10.  Preconceived notions:  try not to have them.  For example, many people have approached us hesitant to taste a certain flavor because “it couldn’t possibly be better than (fill in the blank—mine, theirs, ours, etc)” and then are amazed at the taste.  There are so many foods in this world and so many flavors and ways to prepare them and wonderful bakers and chefs.  You may miss out on experiences if your preconceived notions on food and people hold you back.  Food is love—-try it all!

Well, that’s all we got this week.  The TSP sisters are going to be pretty busy over the holidays and may not be able to provide kitchen tips until the New Year.  We wish all of you a wonderful Holiday and look forward to a New Year full of the best things in life!

Happy Holidays from The Sugar Path!

TSP*Michelle

 

 

 

Do You Smell Something??? (Tales From the Front Lines, Part 3)

Another busy weekend has come and gone for the TSP sisters.  We sifted, creamed and baked ingredients into beautiful desserts that stocked up our markets and adorned birthday party tables.  The hours and days passed in clouds of flour ..or make that  clouds of smoke as we, once again, had some experiences to learn from in our kitchen.  I really do wish, sometimes, that we had a video camera in our kitchen so that we could share with all of you just how much fun and how crazy our bake-a-thons are and, other times, I’m extremely thankful that no one else has witnessed some of our follies.  Though the end products are beautiful, a battle is forever being waged behind the scenes.  Here is yet another tale from the front lines with some helpful tips to assist you in avoiding our mishaps.

1.  It is wise to avoid placing flammable items on stove tops —and sprinkler systems installed to save lives in a fire really do nothing to save cupcakes.

  “Do you smell something?” (Said by TSPNina as she was fervently sniffing and running in circles)

“OMG, the potholder is on fire!” (TSPNina answering her own question while running to the sink with the smoking item.  FYI- TSPMichelle did not even look up from the cake she was decorating during this traumatic event for TSPNina)

Later on the way home, TSPNina to TSPMichelle-“Do you think the other bakers in the kitchen realized how close we were to setting the sprinklers off?   TSPMichelle-“What are you talking about.”

2.  Leash Laws…there for a reason.

 “Now, one more time, how did the dog take out our cupcake display?” (TSPMarty pondering how it came to be that the TSP cupcake display was shattered into a bazillion pieces of glass covered buttercream by one over enthusiastic canine)

3.  Gravity does not exist inside an oven.

While this is a good thing when our cakes are rising—-it is a whole other ballpark when our cupcakes get sucked right out of the pans into the fan at the back of the oven.  Ever see that movie Poltergeist where the spirits are sucking all the objects in the bedroom into the closet…there’s your visual.

 4.  Speak clearly and concisely.

 This was found out the hard way by TSPNina when she asked her mother to assist her by sifting the dry ingredients for a recipe and failed to mention that the sugar was not to be included in that process as it gets added in the recipe elsewhere…Do you know what happens to a cake if  you add TOO much sugar?.

 5.  Adding too much sugar to a cake recipe causes it to first explode, then implode.  See above for clarification.

 6.  Math—it can be difficult for some.

TSPMichelle-“Instead of putting in ½ cup of cream, put in ¾ cup of cream.”

TSPNina-“So, you want me to do 1 ½ times the amount?”

TSPMichelle-“No—I want you to put in ¾ cup of cream.”

TSPMarty to TSPNina-“It’s ok—-just nod and agree.” 

 7.  Be flexible.

TSPMichelle’s husband—“You want me to build a box for a cake???”  This request was made of him at one in the morning after laboring for nearly 20 hours straight.  If you had laid eyes on the cake, you would understand that this was a perfectly reasonable request. 

Side note—-TSPMichelle’s husband did come through for The Sugar Path and the cake was able to be packaged and transported successfully.

8.  Pay Attention.

This is something that  TSPNina and TSPMarty should have done more of and found out the hard way when they went to bake for the first time without TSPMichelle and realized that she was the only one who knew how to turn on the oven.  I do realize that this sounds like a simplistic task—however, in our defense,  there are many buttons and dials and gauges and one can quickly become befuddled. 

 9.  For the love of God, remember the IPOD!

We have yet to remember the IPOD and this weekend was filled with us yodeling random phrases from songs that we do not know most of the lyrics to. We even branched out to include songs in other languages.  It was a scary thing.  Especially when what you are singing is the same verse over and over as that is all you know.  

Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Prospero año y felicidad. Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Prospero año y felicidad. Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Prospero año y felicidad. Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Prospero año y felicidad. Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Prospero año y felicidad. Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Prospero año y felicidad. Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Prospero año y felicidad. Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Prospero año y felicidad. Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad, Prospero año y felicidad.

 Point made.

10.  Remain calm and carry on.

 This is a favorite saying of the TSP sisters.  This philosophy can get you through the moments when a dog mauls your vending table, when you almost burn your commercial kitchen to the ground and when you would rather scream than taste one more dab of frosting.  It allows you to focus on the good and the reasons for continuing to push past the tiredness and stress and just be in the moment of baking and creating food.  Because, after all, food is LOVE!

TSP*Nina

 

Holiday Cupcakes

 

 

 

Odd One In

I want you to try to imagine it … Here I am — half English, a quarter Bohemian and a dash of most everything else — in partnership with two sisters who hail from an Italian upbringing,  and while they may not be 100% Italian, their demeanor and their baking is ALL Italian! There are moments I step back and absorb it all – the wild jumping up and down; the spontaneous yells that almost put me in a dead faint; the laughter that makes tears run down your cheeks. Seriously, does that sound like heaven to you? Because it is to me. And don’t mistake me — tensions have ebbed and flowed as we created The Sugar Path from our blood, our sweat AND our tears. But I wouldn’t trade a moment of those tensions and even fears, because what I have received in return is simple joy. Joy of creation and joy of family by anyone’s definition.

BUT let’s return to using your imagination. This business we are creating is all about desserts. A cupcake we call Banana Split that defies all previously held beliefs of just how wonderful a cupcake can taste; pies that break the rules – Salty Honey & a Heavenly Grape – to name just a few. Logically enough, people keep saying to me: “I never knew you baked! That’s wonderful!”. When this is said in front of TSP*Michelle or TSP*Nina they can barely contain their laughter. Because the truth of the matter is I can barely crack an egg, much less separate the yolk from its white……UGH!

And I TRIED. During the past year, I gritted my teeth, bought a Kitchen Aide (yes, I was 45 years old and had never found a use for one before) and purchased so much butter that I learned you could actually freeze it to keep it fresh. Who knew!!!???? In the very very beginning of this amazing journey, we met every week to taste test each others’ product – chocolate on week one, vanilla on week eight. And truth be told, I was at a loss. My husband, who by some stroke of fate is 100% Italian, would laugh his head off as I realized such simple truths as “Gee you use different tools to measure liquids v. dry ingredients”, or “Wow, filling empty spots in the cupcake pan with cupcake holders really DOES make it bake more evenly”. Many a day he would simply push me to the side and bake for me. Bless his heart.

So here we are today. And thankfully my role has slowly morphed into my true strengths – number crunching; the incomprehensible rules of creating a website (that’s ANOTHER story) and the one hundred and one details of a business taking flight. Creation of a different type, I suppose you could say! But every once in while I sneak back into the kitchen — smell the apple pie cupcakes, marvel at the beautifully baked pies and even cut up a few homemade marshmallows. Because really, who can resist?

We have a very simple motto at TSP, started by TSP*Michelle: FOOD IS LOVE. So please – come visit us at our markets, send us an e-mail or simply read our blogs. We welcome you to our destination. Enjoy!

TSP*Marty

 

Tales from the Front Line, Part 2

We have a few weeks under our belt now and here’s some favorite phrases heard around the kitchen over the weekend: 

1.  Can someone melt my butter? (TSPMichelle as she ran around the kitchen one night). 

2.  It’s time to get our bakin’ on (TSPMichelle to TSPMarty before starting a 500 hundred cupcake order). 

3.  We have lift off! (TSPNina overheard as she stared into the oven praying for the cupcakes to rise).

4.  Please, no more (SugarSister Rissa as we made her taste test about 17 cupcakes for moistness).

5.  Are you sure it’s supposed to look like that???  (TSPNina staring at a cupcake box that SugarSister Rissa folded, probably at 2 am again).

6.  You know you have it inside out again, right?  (TSPMichelle as she joined TSPNina and SugarSister Rissa as they stared at the boxes).

7.  Huh.  (TSPMarty as she joined the others staring at the boxes).

8.  Looking my best, feeling my best, doing my best. . .I’m at my best. . .I’m at my best with Maybelline! (TSPNina overheard singing the Maybelline song because we once again forgot to bring the ipod to the kitchen and yes, it was Circa 1980′s as noted in a previous Tales from the Front blog post).

9.  I never knew a cell phone could float (TSPMarty overheard after she lost her phone and then found it in the kitchen sink where she had been washing dishes).

10.  I never knew it came that way! (TSPMichelle and TSPNina staring in utter amazement at a very large block of chocolate obtained for them by their food distributor, which they then had to figure out what to do with).

 The one thing we haven’t heard in the past week is the word “No”.  Either amongst ourselves or with our customers.  Well, I take that back— I may have heard it when the cell phone was retrieved from the sink.  Otherwise, there were a lot of Yesses, especially when we handed out hundreds of cupcakes within a couple of hours to happy people.  It’s such a great feeling to know the hard work has good results.

 

Numbers

Anyone remember the scene in Erin Brokovich when George asks her how many numbers she has?  It goes like this:

George:  How many numbers you got?

EB:  Oh, I got numbers comin out of my ears.  For instance:  ten.

George:  Ten?

EB:  Yeah, that’s how many months old my baby girl is.

George:  You got a little girl?

EB:  Yeah, sexy, huh?  How ’bout this for a number?  Six.  That’s how old my other daughter is, eight is the age of my son, two is how many times I’ve been married and divorced, sixteen is the number of dollars I have in my bank account.  850-3943 that’s my phone number and with all the numbers I gave you I’m guessing zero is the number of times you’re gonna call it.

Love that scene.  Well, us Sugar Path girls have numbers comin’ out of our ears too.  It goes something like this:

350 degrees is the temperature you bake a batch of cupcakes in a conventional oven,

But decrease that by 25 degrees in a convection oven or else 0 is the number of nice moist cupcakes you’re going to get.

 

11 cents is the price we pay for an egg through our food distributor,

But it’s triple that amount at the local grocery chain so plan ahead or in the negative is where you’re going to stay in your checkbook.

 

Zero to five is the number of minutes we slept the night before our first cupcake show ( I’m pretty sure I fell asleep for about four minutes at the mixer but don’t tell the others).  Seventeen is the number of pounds we gained consuming only sugar that night.  Two is the number of days we were non-functional afterwards.  

 

Four is the number of cups of flour in a pound.  Fifty is the number of pounds of flour in a commercial size bag.  But 8 is the number of cups of flour that end up on the floor as we attempt to open the bag.  Don’t ask about cake flour because it has its own set of digits.

 

Forty-seven is the number of times I rewind Cupcake Wars on my DVR because my kids are asking me questions.  

 

Every recipe is composed of cups and tablespoons and teaspoons and ounces and it’s important to know the difference otherwise you might not like the hockey puck you retrieve from the oven. 

 

Btw there are 6 teaspoons in an ounce, just in case you too need to do inventory.

 

Two is the number of times you have to sing Happy Birthday in your head as you wash your hands in order to be in compliance with our local health code.

 

Sixty-three is the number of gloves you will rip as you put them on at a cupcake show.  Likely this is the result of your 0 to 5 minutes of sleep the night before. 

 

We have a tax id, a sales tax id, a business license number, a phone number and a whole slew of account numbers.  I know all of these but please don’t ask me my age because I forgot it.

 

Twelve is the number of times I check our facebook page per day to see if we have anymore Likes, our website, our email and our twitter (per day or per hour?  I’ve lost track).

My entire life I have attempted to avoid math computations.  So the past few weeks have been a challenge for me.  For the past twenty years of my career I have worked with numbers, but not in the same way I have been with TSP.  Sometimes when you are doing something you aren’t good at or you aren’t comfortable with, your job is a challenge you want to avoid.  But zero is the number of times I’ve dreaded doing anything related to The Sugar Path because of the passion I have for it.  It challenges me and I welcome it!  Sometimes I’ll pull a hockey puck out of the oven and think “hmmmm, why did that happen?” and then set about trying to figure it out.  I find the humor in getting covered in flour or even staying up all night pursuing a passion to create beautiful food.  One hundred is the percentage I adore this business.  Bring on the math!