Most people don't realize how much energy it takes for me to pretend to be normal.
If I wanted to listen to an asshole, I'd fart.
Twibble's Twibbly Wibbly
I was the evil, evil person that took a half scale mock up of my wedding cake (before we just bought the damn thing) to the office. Spice cake layered with chocolate cake, with a nutella/ strawberry jam frosting spread between the layers and a cream cheese frosting on top.
I was also the evil person that would take experiments in baking to the office, including the first few attempts at caramel apple pie (including caramel apple soup), pizza bread, and pretzels.
"No fate but what we make"- Sarah Connor, Terminator 2
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
My Primal Battle Tome
I'm the nice person that just eats what other people bring in.
On a seperate note, I requested fresh raspberries for my final (I need 3.5 pounds of them). Chef ordered frozen. I needed fresh for presentation purposes so was a touch less than pleased. It amused me when Chef said, "I remember your first class. You were so nice and polite. Now it is all, 'Where the f*ck are my raspberries?'" Luckily he appreciates the real me.