I spend more time than is probably healthy daydreaming about being a pastrychef at Charm City Cakes (as seen on Ace of Cakes). It would be so amazingly fun and cool to hang out with Duff and Mary Alice and strange Geof and the rest of the gang. We would make the most wonderful, creative cakes and there would be non-stop hilarious banter. It's sort of my running away to the circus daydream.
What they would make of a weird, 42 year old with no abilities whatsoever in the pastrycooking department turning up on their doorstep wanting an apprenticeship?