Also, I must say the homemade bow tie, fashioned from wire ribbon attached to my formal black chefs coat made me feel extra special. But alas, the VW Bug turns back into a pumpkin, the bow tie comes off, the black patent leather ballet slippers slide off my feet, and the panty hose gets stashed in my lingerie drawer for yet another couple of years.
And before you know it, Cinderella the Pastry Chef is back to doing what she does best....maintaining a low profile in the pastry kitchen.....the only evidence of her existence being what you see filling up the pastry cases in the little Scandinavian town of Poulsbo, Washington.
And what about Prince Charming? Well, I don't know about that guy. He's busy managing his kingdom...looks
like Cinderella will have to wait her turn for him.