This PARTICULAR cake (the cake was still intact when we last saw it) was made for a friend of the bakery who needed a bright spot in her day.
After what was supposed to be routine knee surgery late last year, she was not healing well. The pain finally got so bad that she called the doctor, only to learn her pain was caused by a major staph infection, a broken femur, and bone shards. She needs to be immobilized for several weeks.
I had been following her experiences on Facebook, and knew she had been transferred to a rehab facility in Tuscaloosa. So when her husband came in Saturday looking for a cake, we decorated this and just gave it to him.
I know she got the cake because she posted a photo of it on her Facebook page. What I DIDN'T know was this... (which she sent to me in a private message and gave me permission to share). It's a MUST READ:
Mary....sending the cake was TOO sweet... But this place is like the 15th circle of hell...had I been wearing glasses I know the sign above the entrance last night would have read..."abandon hope...."(you know the rest.).
It's like being abandoned in an ill-kept truck stop to die... In excruciating pain at that. I arrived via ambulance from B'ham late last night...this is the only open room. I had no idea what I was in for. Let me cut to the chase--All & I do mean ALL night, (with out ceasing mind you .... With.Out.Ceasing.) a woman screamed to the very tip top of her lungs.."HELP!" "HELP ME!" She took a quick breakfast break then fired right back up around 7:15 ish.
Can't really tell you everything that went thru my mind...much of it can be followed on FB posts, but deeper, I was praying to God the poor soul didn't actually know where she was..,what a hellish existence!!!
I have a point here...& you are part of it...bear with me if you will.
As John arrived back here with your beautifully decorated and insanely delicious cake -- and I began inviting these overtaxed unbelievably overworked/tired healthcare frontline workers to celebrate just how special they really are -- someone quietly walked out of that poor woman's room, and before pulling her door said, "oh,& happy birthday!"
John & I cut the most beautiful piece of cake, complete with roses & rosebuds...the whole nine yards...john took it to her (I still can't walk).
When he handed it to her, he said this tiny little bit of a woman looked up at him with a smile for the ages and said..."oh how I thank you... You did not forget me."
Mary, none of us know her from Adam's house cat, but today, the work of your head, heart & artistry of your hands allowed us to touch someone long since forgotten by the world...
I don't care how "hip" or "happening" your bakery is...don't care if it is trending or not...your bakery is filled with heart & (so long as you marry that to a good solid business sense) that's what's going to keep you on top!
By the time I got to the end of her message, there were tears in my eyes. One good deed inspired another good deed. Which brought joy to a joyless life.
Yes, we are a business.
Yes, our goal is to make a profit.
And yes, THIS is also why I do what I do (with the help of my bakery team).