Hello friends! I hope this Monday finds you doing happy and well. This blog post is a little different than normal. I'm not sharing a recipe with you all, but an experience: my first catering gig. Whoop whoop!!
Over the weekend I catered a baby shower for a friend that I went to high school with. He was nice enough to ask me to be apart of their big day, so that was pretty legit. It was exciting for me to have someone recognize my passion and reach out to me. So, thank you Mark!!
And a BIG congrats to the Mandujano family for finally having their first baby girl, Selena. Let me tell you, if this baby shower was any indication of the amount that this girl will be pampered then I am truly jealous.
It was beautiful and by far the biggest and most thoughtful baby shower I've ever attended. I was in charge of the dessert table, which included a cake and seven small desserts. Mark was in charge of the set up. And do yourself a favor and give him a call next time you are planning an event. He kicks ass.
The cake was a "pregnant belly" cake. It was a chocolate pound cake sponge filled with a chocolate mousse and fresh strawberries, topped with a vanilla bean swiss meringue buttercream. There were also caramel apples, chocolate covered strawberries, chocolate covered pretzels, brownies, unicorn cupcakes, cookies, and donuts. And yes, everythang was made fresh and homemade, duhhh.
It turned out to be a real success. But if you want a real deal behind the scenes then, by all means, keep reading.
It's safe to say that I spent a good 48 hours straight baking till my feet were swollen and my cake disaster nightmares were real in the 5 hours of sleep I got in two days. I came to a few realizations: one, being that I should really take up an exercise routine considering my legs and arms were actually sore the day after this event. Two, that catering is something that I always thought would be my dream job until I realized how much hard work it really is. Having an experienced team is crucial and doing this alone was a bigger feat than I thought. And three, seeing old friends is simply the best.
Luckily I have some pretty rad people in my life who helped me put final touches together, deliver the food, and provide some much needed emotional support when I was feeling (and looking) pretty haggard. I'm a lucky gall, that's for sure. Lucky to have people in my life who take a chance on me to provide yummy food for their special day (Mark!) Lucky to have people who sent me good luck texts. People who will clean an endless amount of my dirty dishes (thanks Mom and Dad). People who will walk a 40 pound cake a half mile in 80 degree weather for me. And comfort me when I have a 5 year old emotional breakdown. (thank you Dallas). And people who will dip strawberries with you on their day off and get a much needed gin and tonic with you after the fact (my girl, Katy).
Overall, just feeling #blessed and happy to have had such a cool experience that I will never forget! Thanks for reading, guys!