

Remind me not to involve adorable edible animals in my next project. It elicits too much curiosity in my kitchen.
This is only my second visit, but I bee-lined straight for the back wall to re-visit the lovely ladies I met the first time, who wait patiently to perch atop a field of matrimonial frosting. How cute are they?
I don't know how many wedding cakes require mini-bouffant Barbies in apricot gowns with ivory fur shawls and opera gloves, but it's apparently enough to fill an entire Tupperware bin.
But perhaps my favorite product discovery in my journey toward ginger-wisdom, is fondant. But not just any fondant, only this particular package of natural skin-tone fondant:
This product exists solely for making little sugar people. Doesn't knowing that just make you feel fizzy inside? Thank you to my beautimous friend (and bad-ass chef) Michael for introducing me to such awesomeness!
I left West 22nd Street with a bag full of goodies and a smile on my natural-pink-colored face!