In a nutshell: After several years of deliberating about it, I’m finally taking the plunge and opening a bakery in Chichester. The dream is to have a bakery which sells decadent cakes made with al ingredients, sourced as locally as possible. The perfect time finally came along when a shop premises that has been in our family for over three generations finally became available again. These posts will chronicle our process of getting the shop reading for opening, hopefully in less than forty days.
It’s been a day of just playing catch up and paperwork. I know I’m a few minutes behind with this post. Today I’ve been arranging the Environmental Health visit for the bakery. Frantically filling in the local council’s food business registration form and handing it in by hand to the council’s office. Cross your fingers that the paperwork is up to scratch and we now have a provisional opening date in March. I was also trying to allay any mild panic arising due to the impending Brighton Tattoo convention, for which Whipped & Baked will be taking a cake stall to.
500 cupcakes of 12 varieties. 12 flavours of frosting. 16 trays of brownies. Plus others. I say others because I haven’t quite made up my mind yet what they are to be.
Slaveboy has been tied up with red tape, negotiating with the Council which has just put up signs that they are closing the road the bakery is in for the days that we are expecting large deliveries from various companies. It’s been an exercise of repeating oneself, severe persistence and a small dose sweet talking.
Tomorrow is our anniversary. Slaveboy and I will be married for 18 years. We’re both dog tired and just looking forward to sipping crappy coffee and eating dry croissant at the local coffee shop.
Night night, cake revellers.