Sunday, 18 November 2012

Filming and four year olds

I'm delighted to say after submitting my application, I was asked to audition for Chelsea New Zealand's Hottest Home Baker! The audition was a fantastic experience...but sadly, not one that I'm at total freedom to discuss.

But I am allowed to say it was a blast. I was the very first of approximately 70 people who have been asked to audition. The fact that I've even put myself in the same league as 69, no doubt, accomplished and articulate bakers, makes me cringe slightly. Once I got on that beautiful pink, black, silver and white set kitchen with the mikes and cameras and lights I realised I wanted to enter this competition more than I thought I did! Must be my inner drama queen fighting to get out. In hindsight, I wish I'd been a little more extroverted and arrogant - goodness knows I'm capable of both! - but we'll just have to wait and see. Here I am on the set (yes, I had no shame in asking the people auditioning me to take my photo; I never claimed to be cool...)



I really, really want to post pictures of the baking I prepared (one sweet dish, one savoury dish and one "uniquely me" dish), of which I am immeasurably proud...but this is a no go apparently. Fair enough.

The audition came at a crazy time. Dan's four year old birthday was the day before. It seems birthdays are no longer confined to just the day itself. No, no - we were on morning tea duty at Playcentre on Tuesday (cue: birthday cake 1), pre-school cake - lest they are forced to face the shame of a playdough cake! - (cue: birthday cake 2) and finally the party (cue: birthday cake 3). I'm making it sound like a chore - it wasn't; it is an utter privilege to make birthday cakes for my kids. As a mother and a baker, for me, birthday cake construction it is one of life's better tasks! Here are the cakes...



 
That's it for now - TTFN x

2 comments:

  1. Congrats on making the auditions! Fingers crossed you make it through. Also your birthday cakes are great. That always was a fun thing to do when my boys were growing up.

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    1. Thanks, Jill - I'm not holding my breath, but you never know!
      Jude

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