The first taste of cake for me awakened me as the chocolate melted in my mouth and flowed through my throat down to my stomach. From that moment, I couldn’t help but fall in love with cake. I started to explore different flavors of cakes and enjoyed every mouth watering zest as it fuses in my whole senses. As if it was destiny, I woke up one day working in a cake shoppe. That was the best day in my life. During our training, I had the luxury of experiencing the various aromas that I had been dreaming of. The wonderful part of it was, that it was for free. Cake became my life at that instant. When I bid goodbye to that home, I was still bringing cake with me. Every now and then, I would be visiting a remembrance of that home. Finally, as I flew away to search for a greener and better pasture, my home came to me. Everyday, cake accompanies me. Cake as a life became a soul for me.
