A Baking Adventure: Fairytale

When you sign up for a baking adventure, in my experience, what you usually expect to get is some name-brand chef who gives you a recipe, maybe even has all of you make it together, and walks around schmoozing and handing out advice and wine while one of his underlings passes out the savory hors d'oeuvres to keep everyone going until after the baking is done and you get to eat some of what you made, and wrap some of it up as a gift, or whatever it is you choose to do with such things. I thought this one was particularly pricey, but at my age, with my money, and with my utter (*boredom* with the things that everyday life offers, I thought it was worth going to. I had some fun imagining with my grandson what might make the baking adventure worth that amount of money. I thought that they would encrust the cookies in real gold leaf. He thought they would fly me to Mexico and have me learn to bake in a village there, or some other exotic destination. Like Disneyland (my grandson is only five, what can I say). Turns out he was closer to what actually happened, though it wasn’t Mexico (or Disneyland) at all. It was a bit weirder, a good bit stranger, and a whole lot less likely than that. I think my first sign that this would not be your ordinary baking adventure came when the guest chef looked me up and down, sniffed, and commented that I might have no stamina, and where was the good in that--only to be hastily shushed by--


Inspiration: "A Baking Adventure for All" - Banner Ad
Story potential: Medium
Notes: Like having an older protag. And she's being whisked away to something that is either related to the Gingerbread Man or the witch with the gingerbread house in Hansel and Gretel. Fairytale-based.