On Friday afternoon, my friend Gord and I decided we wanted to have a bake sale.  Since we were hyped up on Friday afternoon air and sugar, we decided weren’t just going to have any bake sale – oh no, we were going to have our bake sale cater to all the bargain hunters at the annual Great Glebe Garage Sale!

For those of you who don’t know, garage sales begin very, very early.  And so, with our backpacks on and our baked goods loaded, we woke up in the wee hours of the morning (5:45 for me) and eagerly made our way down to the corner of Bank and Fourth Street where we decided to set up shop.  In case you’re trying to pinpoint our location, I can tell you that we were directly across from the Wild Oat, and that their little bake table seller frequently glanced over at our table to check out the competition (but seriously, they were really good sports about us being set up so close to them, and their food looked majorly delish).

Flash back to Friday night: Gord arrives at my house with a five kilo bag of flour, which has been accidentally torn and is now being stored in a reusable Walmart shopping bag.  After poorly estimating how much ingredients we needed, we trekked down to the local grocery store and picked up a pile of things, including two bags of sugar, 18 eggs and a heart-stopping amount of butter.

Once we got to my house, we successfully managed to conjure up SIX different baked good recipes, including vegan double-chocolate chip cookies and pumpkin muffins.  We were baking for five hours straight, and surrived thanks to the beautiful music of Hannah Georgas, a poorly filmed Sex and the City torrent and a $20 air -circulating fan.  A special, sad mention goes out to the one batch of oatmeal raisin cookies that came out of the oven DOA.  Also, I have never eaten so much cookie/muffin/cake batter in my life.  I probably ingested more raw eggs in one day than Rocky… not good.

After we finished baking, I got out my paper drawer and craft box and made us some cute little signs to go with the food.

I am proud to announce that the day was a huge success!  After spending a little too much money on baking supplies and juice boxes, Gord and I still managed to break even and sold $60 worth of delicious baked food!  It was a little difficult in the beginning, but after my roommate Natalie started off the day’s purchasing, it all went uphill!  I even got to practice my waitressing/being annoying skills as I walked up and down Fourth Street kindly pleading with people to buy our food.  I only got told off once!

All in all, a successful day.  With me yelling out “buy our homemade baked goods” and Gord chirping in with “and our juice boxes,” we had fun and made fools of ourselves in the best possible way.

So are we setting up a table next year?  Only time will tell…

One final thing: I just woke up from a three hour nap.  Early mornings are lame.