27 May 2009
You Don't Bring Me Flours Anymore
Okay, sorry for this cheap play on words for the second time this month. It just seemed so fitting for this post.
I get asked A LOT if I have a store in Paris or if there is somewhere that my cupcakes can be tried before ordering. The short answer for the moment is "no." I am working on this (hopefully in time for the rentree) but it'll take some time. In the meantime, if you are thinking of placing a large order, get in touch and I'll arrange a tasting for you. 9 times out of 10, I can accommodate a small sampling and the upside is that you'll obtain the confidence of knowing I make a darn tasty cupcake!
The second question that comes up a lot is whether I deliver. Let me start by saying, I have two young kids and no childcare. It makes finding the time to bake tricky, and finding the time to deliver even trickier. I've currently reached a level of order volume where making deliveries is extremely difficult because it means time spent away from my kitchen. I have looked into courier services and the like but it's expensive. (If you happen to know of a cost-efficient one that is good with handling fragile perishables, please let me know).
So I am sorry to say that 9 times out of 10, I am going to have to ask that you come get your cupcakes when they are ready (unless you are real close by). Sure I'll make exceptions, especially for very large orders, and deliver when there is no other solution but until the day when you can find cupcakes on every corner in Paris, I have the luxury of knowing that you can either schlep to one of the few bakeries that is making them, or schlep to me (where you'll be 100% assured that your cupcakes were baked fresh from scratch for you, decorated exactly as requested, and darn tasty too!)
Today was an exception and I did make a cupcake delivery for Lea's birthday. It's Wednesday so I had both my kids home and pushing a stroller while trying to keep two cupcake boxes level is no easy feat, let me tell you! These are all Rogue cupcakes dressed up with marshmallow fondant flowers and butterflies, and white chocolate "nests." Oh, I'll continue to sing you love songs and quote bad '80's music lyrics here on my blog, but for now, sorry to say that I won't be able to bring you flours (as frequently as I have been) anymore.