I had spent hours on this cake.
I had sourced the finest ingredients, using the money I'd saved for weeks to gather everything together.
I woke up super early to begin to sift and mix and combine and bake.
An hour or so out, I had put the tiers together and was frosting it. As I did so, I thought about all the work I'd done.
I left the kitchen to get the candles, and I returned to a deflated pool of fruit, frosting and cake bits.
An hour later, I was being complimented on my lovely Eton Mess dessert.
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