
And anyway, isn't the Moulin Rouge really on top of a sloping hill like this to begin with? I think it is. I think it must be.
I really don't know how this happened. I mean, I was really pleased with the faux-wedding cake I made for my own bridal shower --
that's when this whole cake-baking obsession began. It was a real beaut, all asymmetrical and crooked. Crooked is the new straight, isn't it? I can't see where I went wrong. Where did I go wrong?Pray for indulgence, and hope, at least, that it's delicious.
Oh man. I may never be in business again.
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