Though it has been a rocky last few months settling into living in a communal setting having my mother hover over my shoulder at different times noting things from the way I do laundry, the cleanliness of my refrigerator, to the tightness of my pants things are starting to improve. I started a part time job with an after school program working with local students. The students have warmed right up to me even if the stiff culture of this New England area has stopped the parents from having a similar response.
Now that everything is on a smoother path the endless stream of questions about our business has begun. Oh did I forget to mention that charming nugget of information at the beginning of this blog. Well here it is, my mom and I are starting a business together. That's right, not only will we live together, blog together, but now we will work together to build a business. Sounds like a dream come true, right? Don't get me wrong I appreciate all the experiences I am having right now and the relationship this is helping to forge with my mom. It's just that starting a business with anyone is rough so when it's you and your mother hurtling along on the path to entrepreneurial success well things can get a little sticky metaphorically and literally.
The business we are starting is none other than the great art of making cake pops. You know those lovely little balls of cakey goo that have been mashed and rolled and shoved on a stick. Yum! Sounds easy right. Let me assure it is not. Trying to scrounge up clients to let you sell these little nuggets of bliss on a stick in their store is harder than it sounds. So is the decorating that thousands of pictures flooded on the Internet make look so easy and on top of it all is my mother who though not yet retired from her current job wants to get the business in full swing and has many, many, many, helpful suggestions.
This Christmas we debuted a new flavor of our cake pops our families traditional Christmas caramel cookies. I can't tell you what's in the cookies my family has held on to the recipe tighter than a mafia secret, but they are gooey and chewy and delicious. After much debate about any adjustments that were needed to the recipe so they would be able to adhere to the stick we dove right in. As we worked I made various suggestions that we let the batter cool before we shaped and speared them, but in her absolute assurance my mom brushed my chatter aside. Before I knew it we had rows of misshapen bobble headed caramels slowly sliding down their sticks while my father reluctant to involve himself in the may lay of the cake pop making merely muttered that they looked great.
Let's just hope that deformed cake pops become all the rage, maybe we can call them frankenpops and start a new trend. No matter with a little work and a few tweaks I am sure we will get it right. Let's just hope we still have our sanity at the end of this journey and that one of us isn't living in a tent at the end of the driveway with my sister having to come up and mediate while my father vacantly strolls around saying that's great and looks delicious I'll try it later. Never a dull moment here at Heir Head Manor.
Curious about our cake pops check them out at http://www.vermontpops.com/. We promise to make yours an experience you will never forget!
Now that everything is on a smoother path the endless stream of questions about our business has begun. Oh did I forget to mention that charming nugget of information at the beginning of this blog. Well here it is, my mom and I are starting a business together. That's right, not only will we live together, blog together, but now we will work together to build a business. Sounds like a dream come true, right? Don't get me wrong I appreciate all the experiences I am having right now and the relationship this is helping to forge with my mom. It's just that starting a business with anyone is rough so when it's you and your mother hurtling along on the path to entrepreneurial success well things can get a little sticky metaphorically and literally.
The business we are starting is none other than the great art of making cake pops. You know those lovely little balls of cakey goo that have been mashed and rolled and shoved on a stick. Yum! Sounds easy right. Let me assure it is not. Trying to scrounge up clients to let you sell these little nuggets of bliss on a stick in their store is harder than it sounds. So is the decorating that thousands of pictures flooded on the Internet make look so easy and on top of it all is my mother who though not yet retired from her current job wants to get the business in full swing and has many, many, many, helpful suggestions.
This Christmas we debuted a new flavor of our cake pops our families traditional Christmas caramel cookies. I can't tell you what's in the cookies my family has held on to the recipe tighter than a mafia secret, but they are gooey and chewy and delicious. After much debate about any adjustments that were needed to the recipe so they would be able to adhere to the stick we dove right in. As we worked I made various suggestions that we let the batter cool before we shaped and speared them, but in her absolute assurance my mom brushed my chatter aside. Before I knew it we had rows of misshapen bobble headed caramels slowly sliding down their sticks while my father reluctant to involve himself in the may lay of the cake pop making merely muttered that they looked great.
Let's just hope that deformed cake pops become all the rage, maybe we can call them frankenpops and start a new trend. No matter with a little work and a few tweaks I am sure we will get it right. Let's just hope we still have our sanity at the end of this journey and that one of us isn't living in a tent at the end of the driveway with my sister having to come up and mediate while my father vacantly strolls around saying that's great and looks delicious I'll try it later. Never a dull moment here at Heir Head Manor.
Curious about our cake pops check them out at http://www.vermontpops.com/. We promise to make yours an experience you will never forget!
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