Dylan S.
Yelp
For 20 years, my baker friends and I meet up for monthly icing design parties. At this past meet-up, my dear friend Chef Jean-Michel approached me with a task. He asked me to confront this baker, Melissa, who had stolen his idea of selling mini-cupcakes. "Reverend, she's taken my creation and vomited it all over the city. She must be stopped!" he said. I looked him dead in his sunken eyes, "it will be my duty to stop her.
I suited in my war attire: long trench coat, transition glasses, tan slacks, a pocket watch and my most intimidating fedora. When I arrived at the SoHo location I took up a discreet table in a back corner. For three hours I fiercely waited for the store to close so I could confront Melissa alone. As the last customer headed out an employee came up to tell me they were closing. I opened up my pocket watch, "your time is up, friend. I demand to see Melissa." His mop fell dead to the floor as he ran to the back. "Reverend! I've been expecting you..." A petite woman in a sweeping navy suit emerged from the back of the store and approached me. "I demand you apologize to Chef Jean-Michel for stealing his recipe," I said. Melissa's beady eyes had the pits of hell in between them as she tried to intimidate me. "I only know one way to settle this... Let's have an icing-duel. First one to complete a Disney-themed birthday cake wins. If I lose, I'll close my store."
Melissa pulled two trays from the back containing two naked cakes and an array of different colored icings. Her employee came with a gong bell and once he rang it our duel commenced. I pulled out my red, blacks and yellows for my Mickie Mouse cake. As I completed the lower-half and went to put the mouse's ears on the cake when I saw that Melissa had finished her cake, the Magic Kingdom. I dropped my icings to the floor admitting my defeat. We shook hands as I could only show respect for this true icing maestro.