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seramakyuriii · 2 years ago

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砂糖じかけの電影街 (A Sugarwork Cinema Street)

Traducción al inglés: nymphedesfleurs en (reddit.com)

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ちんちんちんちちんちんちちんちんちちんすこう

ちんすこうの個数ちんす個数

ピュッピュッピュッピュピュッピュッピュピュッピュッピュピュルピュレ

クリクーリクーリにピュルリ

Chin-chin-chin-chichin chinchichin chinchi chinsukou

Raciones de chinsukou, Raciones de chinsukou

Pyu pyu pyu pyu-pyu pyu pyu-pyu pyu pyu pyuru pyure

Cooly-coulis, babeando por coulis

濡れ濡れのカヌレなんか濡れ

甘味無いのはあんま見ないよ

甘い甘い恋に浸かり疲れ

ボクの心はグレーズまみれ

Canelés humedos, algo humedos

no veo a muchos que no sean dulces

Cansada de estar inmersa en dulce, dulce amor

Mi corazón ha sido cubierto de glaseado

冷たければ溶けないけれど

ミルクが流れたんだ

Give me 甘味 Give me 甘味お菓子くて

焦げてしまいそうで好き色

No se derretirá aunque haga frío

leche fluyendo

Dame dulzura, dame dulzura, es tan extraño

El color del amor parece arder

I want the 甘味キミ甘味ハニカム構造

甘い甘い夢は覚めないで

まんまんまんままんもみまんもみじ饅頭

中身はつまり餡餡

Dame dulzura, dame dulzura dorada, la dulzura de tu panal

No me despiertes del dulce, dulce sueño

Man man man maman momiman momiji manjuu

Estoy llena de an an

パンパンパンパパンパンパパンクリームパン

クリクーリクリームドロリ

黄色の特製ミルクセーキ

甘味無いのはあんま見ないよ

Panpanpanpapan panpa pan kurīmu pan

Cre-cre-crema pegajosa

Un lujoso batido de color ámbar

No veo a muchos que no sean dulces

甘い甘い恋の夜と海で

ボクの心はシュガークラフト

触れなければ壊れないけど

ミルクが溢れたんだ

En la playa y noche de dulce, dulce amor

Mi corazón es un sugarcraft

No se romperá si no lo tocas, pero

La leche se desbordó

Give me 甘味 Give me 甘味お菓子いね

でも染まっていくの好き色

I want the 甘味ヤミ Yummy ハニートラップ

甘い甘いのは……

Dame dulzura, dame dulzura, es tan extraño

Me voy a teñir de el color del amor

Quiero la oscuridad con sabor dulce, yummy honeytrap

Dulce, dulce…

おかしいなああなたがちゅきちゅきでもう

ちゅきの気持ちが抑えられないのどうして

Give me 甘味 Give me 甘味お菓子くて

焦げてしまいそうで好き色

Es gracioso, estás encima mío

Me gustas tanto que ya no puedo contener mis sentimientos ¿Por qué?

Dame dulzura, dame dulzura, es tan extraño

El color del amor parece arder

I want the 甘味キミ甘味ハニカム構造

甘い甘い夢が覚めたのに

おかしいなああなたがちゅきちゅきで

いつの間にやらそうなってて

Dame dulzura, dame dulzura dorada, la dulzura de tu panal

No me despiertes del dulce, dulce sueño

Es extraño, que seas tan lindo

No se cuando ocurrió esto

ちゅきの気持ちが抑えられないの

ちゅきちゅきの気持ちが抑えられないの

No puedo detener mis sentimientos

No puedo detener mis sentimientos de amor

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gloriouslokius · 1 year ago

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3d_cakes We were delighted to create a giant cake version of My Peak Challenge’s logo to celebrate their founder Sam Heughan’s birthday at their 2024 Gala weekend! Standing over 1.2m high, the design included a hand-crafted sugarcraft figure of Sam and over 80 edible flags representing MPC’s member-represented countries across the globe!

#sam heughan #my peak challenge #mpc 2024 #lol such a mess on the floor

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serendehill · 26 days ago

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Of silence and sugar

The Moonlit Hall of Petalglass glowed softly under lanterns shaped like budding flowers.

It was Silas’s first day as an apprentice. The long table, laid with silver sugar shards, carved ivory tools, and gleaming crystal jars, left him in awe. And beyond that, the presence of the atelier’s Sugar Master, Anne Halford, seemed to complete the scene. There she stood, beautifully, looking ethereal.

"Welcome to today’s workshop."

He let out a quiet breath.

"Today, we will explore not only sugarcraft itself, but also what it means to become a Sugar Master, and why fairies are drawn to our creations."

Silas hummed.

Sugar Master. It feels like a dream, at least for now. He glanced around in awe once again before focusing all his attention on Anne. It all started with an explanation of the nature of sugar. Clarity and purity, huh?

To Silas, silver sugar felt sacred. When shaped with pure intention, it resonates deeply with fairies. He paused. Could someone like him create something that fairies would resonate with? When was the last time he had anything pure in his thoughts? In his heart?

His attention shifted to another small bowl filled with pink powder. In silence, he took notes as Anne explained.

Rose for soothing grief, camellia for courage, chrysanthemum for protection. That was ... interesting. Really.

Then he quietly listened as the other apprentices began asking questions. So it comes in many colors—the sugar.

His eyes lit up as he looked at the crystal jars in front of Anne. Each color seemed to hold meaning, shimmering in its own unique way.

"These colors are not merely aesthetic. They hold the soul of their source flower, carrying its warmth, scent, and secret language."

Silas hummed.

Secret language? That intrigued him even more. Each sugar has a name tied to its bloom, every piece a silent memory crystallized. He then wondered ... what would his first sugarcraft look like? Which memory would he use?

Lost in thought, Silas watched as his Sugar Master began to carve. She mixed silver sugar, pink sugar, herbs, and flower petals, just as she had explained. The result was a breathtaking masterpiece: a delicate sugar sculpture of a blooming peach rose, with shimmering green leaves and a translucent pink butterfly perched gently atop it.

"That’s beautiful," Silas whispered in awe. Could he make something like that too? Beautifully?

All this information made something quietly stir inside him. For the first time in a long while, he wanted to try. He wanted. And wanting was something Silas rarely allowed himself to feel in this lifetime.

"Sugar carries not only the essence of the flower or fruit infused within it, but also the feelings and intentions of its maker," Anne explained in response to a question from one of the apprentices, Henry.

Oh. So basically, it can carry any emotion, right? Even anger.

And what Anne said next left Silas completely still.

"The sugar does not judge the emotion it receives. It simply reflects it, crystallizing what is honest within the maker’s heart."

Silas’s thoughts wandered to memories he’d rather not revisit. Moments that always got stuck at the back of his throat—because he lived in a world too busy to listen. To pause. To help. Out of pity. Out of loneliness.

Could he release those emotions through sugarcraft, the art he was just beginning to learn?

His eyes drifted briefly to the other apprentices, then back to Anne. It’s four, he remembered. Apprentice, Silver Artisan, Master of Bloom, and Laureate of Crystal Sugar—that’s the path to becoming a Sugar Master.

Now that he thought about it, Silas felt that, with his current skill, he’d be stuck as an apprentice for a while. It was rare for him to feel insecure, but because this craft required honesty with oneself, Silas realized he was terrible at that.

Still, he wanted to try.

He listened carefully to Anne’s explanations until the very end. One line stood out to him that night: "Do not measure yourself against the time it takes. Instead, measure your journey by each bloom you create with sincerity."

Sincerity.

Yes, of course. That’s the core issue for him.

Maybe it was a sign for Silas to start being sincere with himself, even just a little. He had to learn from scratch, and he would try his best. For himself. For Solenne.

Striving for perfection was something he used to be good at, before all this. But again, Silas had said he would try. It didn’t matter if he failed a hundred times. As long as he could take the first step, he would carry this mindset through his ten-day stay at Fleur de Sucre.

And just like that, the workshop concluded, proudly closed by Anne after successfully delivering the basics and foundation of sugar mastery.

"Remember, each sugar piece you create carries your silent wishes. Craft with gentleness, shape with truth, and let your sugar bloom with the feelings your heart cannot always speak aloud."

Silas gave a small nod, as if grounding himself in silent resolve. He glanced toward the window, where the fairies still gathered, their glow casting soft shimmers that soothed the eyes.

So dear, he thought. He smiled, then bowed politely.

"Thank you for today’s workshop, Anne."

That night became a deeply meaningful beginning for the Hill. With sugarcraft knowledge and fresh thoughts in tow, Silas felt a quiet optimism take root—a belief that he could become better than he already is. Who knows? Maybe, with his newfound determination, Silas could one day present Solenne with a sugarcraft filled with meaning. Hell yeah, let’s dream first.

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studioof1902 · 26 days ago

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I: Petalglass and Prayer

On his first day as an apprentice at the Fleur de Sucre Atelier, Sadie enters the Moonlit Hall of Petalglass with quiet hands and quieter thoughts. Among sugar shards, flower powders, and the gentle hum of fairies, he listens as Sugar Master Anne Halford speaks of memory, honesty, and the silent magic held within each sculpture.

Sadie’s inward unfolding as he observes the workshop not only with his eyes but with the tender hush of someone who has long lived close to the earth and far from noise. As he begins to understand that sugarcraft is more than technique—that it is a prayer shaped from feeling—Sadie is drawn to the possibility that something honest can be made from what he has carried alone.

The lanterns bloomed before you like flower crowns in the dusk—soft light breathing out from petal-glass casings, swaying in the breeze that rustled faintly through the long hall. You hadn't known what to expect when they told you to arrive at the Moonlit Hall, only that it was somewhere near the back of the atelier, behind the hedge of foxglove and white windflowers, and that it would smell faintly of sweet things not yet made.

And it did.

The air smelled of roses and ground sugar, tempered with the faintest suggestion of something more delicate—like the warmth of someone's hands just lifted from a bowl of flour. You stepped inside and took your place at the far left, where the light was dimmest and the table wasn't quite crowded. Your fingers hovered briefly above the tools laid out like relics—slender carving knives with bone handles, brushes with bristles fine as moth lashes, shards of sugar glinting like ice scattered over linen. Everything had already been prepared, as if someone knew exactly where you would sit.

You didn’t speak. You hadn’t since arriving this morning. Not out of fear or unwillingness—but because there was too much to observe, and talking often disrupted your way of thinking.

Your gaze drifted to the windows where fairies hovered, wings like stained glass in late light. They didn’t look at you directly, but they seemed to notice you the way birds do when you cross a meadow slowly enough—half-trusting, half-keeping their distance.

You weren’t sure if you believed in fairies until recently. But you weren’t one to disbelieve gentle things, either.

Anne Halford, the Sugar Master, stepped to the front of the room, her hair gathered with soft pins and the kind of grace that didn’t demand stillness but invited it. You’d read about her—just bits and whispers in old glossed pages, where her sugar creations were described as if they were holy. You had wondered, when you first saw her name on the letter of acceptance, whether she would be kind. And now that you saw her, you realized that kindness didn’t quite capture it—there was something steady and unbreaking about her calm. Like the still part of a river. Like something that could weather fire without letting the petals curl.

“Welcome to today’s workshop,” she began, and the words drifted to you not as instruction but as blessing. You listened as she spoke of sugar—not as ingredient, not as medium—but as living memory. She held the silver sugar in her hands and turned it just enough to catch the lantern light, and you watched how it glimmered like frost on a pine branch, clear and stubborn and full of breath.

When she passed the rose sugar shard down the table, it reached you last. You touched it carefully—not with reverence, not exactly, but with something more rooted. Like testing the surface of a creek with your bare foot. The shard was lighter than you expected. Warmer, too. You had thought it might feel cold, like crystal, but it carried heat. Not from the room. From somewhere older.

You stared at it for a long time.

“Flower sugar isn’t just sweet,” Anne said, voice steady like the curl of steam from a mug. “It carries warmth, memory, and silent wishes. This is what makes it alive.”

You pressed the shard between your palms for a moment, even though you knew it wasn’t the proper way. You just wanted to know what it would feel like held—not examined, but held—and for a heartbeat, you could almost imagine something inside it pulsing. Not movement. Not sound. But pressure. Like the memory of being touched. You placed it gently back on your tray.

The others were speaking—asking questions, their voices a soft patter of curiosity—but you stayed quiet. Your eyes flicked across the jars of powder she presented, pinks like pressed rose petals, blues like early dawn. It reminded you of the time you crushed violets in your journal by accident and stained half a page with lavender. You’d liked that page more after. You remembered thinking it looked like it had a secret. These sugars looked like that, too.

You watched Anne blend rose and lavender powder with the edge of a spoon, the colors swirling until they became something new—something mauve and silvered and almost bruised. You wondered how something so soft could carry grief. And healing. At once. It didn’t make sense. But it didn’t have to. You just believed it did.

She carved the sugar rose with movements so slow and assured they looked like breathing. The petal curled against her knife as if it had always meant to. You leaned in. You couldn’t help it. The sculpture wasn’t just beautiful—it felt like it remembered something. That’s what startled you most. You had seen beauty before. But this was beauty that looked back.

You hadn’t realized you were holding your breath until she placed the butterfly on the rose. Then you exhaled.

The Sugar Master turned toward the boy named Henry—someone you’d only glimpsed that morning—and answered his question about grief with such patience it almost hurt. You watched the way her hands moved even when she wasn’t sculpting, her fingertips always brushing against something as if she couldn’t bear not to be in contact with the world around her. You envied that ease.

You knew grief. You didn’t shape it into sugar yet. But you had written it into the corners of your journal pages, carved it into half-melted candles, grown it into marigolds that refused to wilt even when frost came early. You hadn’t told anyone—not because it was secret, but because no one had asked.

You wondered if sugar would ask. You wondered what it would mean, to shape something that didn’t speak in words but still remembered your voice. And suddenly, you weren’t just here to learn how to carve roses or balance colors. You were here because some part of you—quiet and long-shadowed—wanted to be remembered without having to explain.

The talk of ranks stirred something quieter in you than ambition—more a muted curiosity, like the wind shifting direction across a field you’ve walked a hundred times. Anne spoke of titles—Apprentice, Silver Artisan, Master of Bloom, Laureate of Crystal Sugar—but the words didn’t weigh on you the way they did for the others. You heard the boy named Brian respond with a flicker of pride, and you could feel that some of the others straightened their backs just slightly, as if already chasing the shine of the highest tier. But you weren’t chasing anything. You were listening, slowly, deeply, the way you listened to the rustle of willow leaves or the soft whistle of a kettle just before it boils. You didn’t know yet if you even wanted to be a Master. But you knew you wanted to understand. Anne’s words wove through the air like ribboned sugar itself, curling inward, warm with something ancient. You didn’t need to write it down—you could feel it settling in you, absorbing not into your memory, but into your marrow.

When she said sugar was more than beauty, when she said it was honesty and prayer and memory, something unlatched a little inside you. You’d made beautiful things before. Candles that glowed so softly they seemed to hold breath, wildflower chains that you left to dry on your windowsill, sketches you never showed anyone. But you’d never been praised for honesty. Not in art. Not in anything. You’d learned long ago to keep your voice soft and your stories softer. But Anne’s voice didn’t ask you to speak. It told you that even silence could be sculpted.

You watched her fingertips trace the edge of the rose she’d shaped, slow and knowing. When she spoke of the Scales of Camellia and the Verdant Judgement, your eyes narrowed not in doubt but in awe. She didn’t embellish their legends—there was no grandness in her telling—but the reverence was there, a stillness that made the whole room lean in without realizing. You wondered what kind of grief had lived in the hands of the Sugar Master who shaped justice from petals. You wondered if they ever felt alone when they carved those roots and vines. You wondered, quietly, whether they were someone like you.

The others didn’t speak much then, as her stories settled over the room like the hush before snow. You felt the heat of the lanterns soften, dim slightly, as if even the light itself were listening. Anne didn’t fill the silence with more words. She let it breathe, the way someone who knows grief does. The way someone who trusts you’ll find meaning on your own does.

You hadn’t touched your carving tools yet. They lay untouched on your velvet-lined tray, bone handles glowing faintly, sharp ends waiting without hurry. You didn’t rush to use them. You wanted your hands to be sure before they made a mark. And more than that, you wanted to know what it would feel like to carve something honest. You’d created things before out of curiosity, of boredom, even out of love. But never yet with the intent to speak wordlessly. That was new. That was frightening.

Anne answered another question—this one from someone you didn’t know by name, a girl with a trembling voice and cheeks that stayed pink even when she didn’t speak. She asked about perfection, and you saw something in her you recognized in yourself. Not the fear of failure, but the fear of not being enough. Of being seen before you’re ready. Anne answered her not as a teacher might, but like a gardener speaking to a seed still curled in the soil. Her words were gentle but firm. Perfection matters, she said, but so does patience. So does honesty. So does time. And it struck you then how rare it was for someone to say both—to believe in standards without cruelty, to demand excellence while still nurturing you toward it. That balance reminded you of your mother’s hands. How she would prune your garden with care, cutting back what needed cutting not because it was wrong, but because it hadn’t yet bloomed.

You looked again at the butterfly poised atop the sugar rose. Its wings were so thin they almost didn’t exist, like the shimmer of heat on stone. You weren’t sure how someone could make something that delicate without breaking it. You weren’t sure how long it would take for your hands to learn. But for the first time in a long while, the idea of learning didn’t make you anxious. It made you ache with quiet longing.

Anne ended the workshop not with instruction, but with a blessing. Her words were soft, her eyes sweeping over the hall like wind over tall grass. “Let your sugar bloom with the feelings your heart cannot always speak aloud.” You breathed in as if you’d been underwater until then. You weren’t sure if anyone else felt it, the way her voice held you for a moment longer than the room could contain. But you did. And it stayed.

A frost fairy drifted down to her sugar rose then, wings catching the light like ice-dusted lace. You held your breath, not wanting to disturb it, not even with thought. When it tapped the butterfly’s wing and vanished, something bloomed quietly in your chest. Not belief, not quite. But the beginning of it.

The others began to gather their things, voices soft with wonder, and some with nervous excitement. You stayed in your seat. Your hands rested on the table, fingers lightly brushing the tray, not to prepare, but to remember what it felt like to be still in the presence of something sacred. You didn’t rush. You didn’t need to. You had nowhere to be except here. The sugar hadn’t spoken to you yet. But you were listening now. And someday, maybe soon, it would answer.

The lantern light gave way to dusk without ceremony. One by one, the other apprentices filed past the sugar rose sculpture, pausing as though it were a chapel altar, hushed and warm with reverence. You lingered at the back of the hall, waiting until the voices thinned to a trickle, the wooden floor creaked only beneath your own footsteps, and even the fairies had begun to drift upward like stray petals on a windless day.

You stepped outside into the evening, and the air greeted you not with silence, but with its own kind of music—the kind that only nightfall in this village seemed to carry. The soft chime of wind in the ivy-covered trellis. The crickets tuning their legs like tiny fiddles. The rustle of long grass bowing to a wind that barely touched your skin. It smelled like the soft decay of late summer flowers, mixed faintly with sugar-dust still clinging to your sleeves.

You walked the path back toward your cottage barefoot, shoes in hand, your steps slow and deliberate over the cool stone walkway. The moon had risen only partway, a curved silver smile hanging low above the thatch roofs and drifting chimney smoke. You passed the pond where ducks sometimes wandered in crooked rows, though tonight they were tucked in already, heads curled beneath wings. Fireflies blinked along the edge of the hedges, and the breeze pulled gently at the hem of your shirt like a child asking to be noticed.

There was no rush to return. No voice calling your name from the window. But there was the pull of home—the quiet kind, like a kettle left warming on the stove, or the memory of pages left open on your desk.

When you reached your door, you did not go in right away. You sat on the step and watched the stars scatter themselves across the dark like sugar granules spilled by accident. You thought of Anne’s words again. Of memory, and emotion, and sculpture as prayer. You had never prayed before—not properly. But you’d believed in the way steam curled from bread. In the way morning fog rose from the river. In the way your hands, even tired and calloused, still longed to create.

Inside, your work table sat as you left it—candles half-burned, a feather pressed between journal pages, a jar of dried jasmine unopened. You lit the lamp with the flick of your match and watched its glow expand into the corners of the room like breath after a long cry.

Then you sat, and you opened a blank page. You did not write everything you felt. There were no words for all of it. But your hand moved just the same—sketching not roses or butterflies, but lines. Curved, tentative. Like the start of something still remembering how to bloom. You didn’t know yet what it would become, but you knew it came from somewhere deep, and tomorrow, you would return to the atelier. You would pick up a carving knife, you would try, maybe you would fail, maybe you would tremble. But you would return. Because something in you had heard the sugar sing.

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kookssecrets · 7 months ago

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hospitalitymanagement · 10 months ago

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trendynestcreations · 11 months ago

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achm-chef-academy · 11 months ago

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Take a Step Towards Becoming a Professional Baker at ACHM Chef Academy

If you're serious about pursuing a career in baking, the diploma in bakery and confectionery at ACHM Chef Academy is the perfect course for you. This bakery course will teach you a variety of techniques, from basic dough preparation to advanced decorating skills.

What you’ll learn in this baking course in Dehradun:

Baking fundamentals

Sugarcraft and cake artistry

Advanced pastry techniques

Don't miss the opportunity to join one of the finest baking classes in Dehradun and take your skills to the next level.

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yesinstitute5 · 1 year ago

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Exploring the Art of Baking: A Journey Through a Baking Course in Dhaka

Introduction:

Are you a passionate home baker looking to enhance your skills or someone who dreams of mastering the art of baking professionally? If so, then Dhaka might just be the perfect place for you. With its vibrant culinary scene and a growing interest in baking, the city offers several baking courses that cater to enthusiasts of all levels. Join me as we explore what a baking course in Dhaka has to offer.

Baking Course In Dhaka:

Learn the art of baking in Dhaka with our comprehensive baking course. Whether you're a beginner or an experienced baker looking to refine your skills, our course covers everything from basic techniques to advanced recipes. Under the guidance of experienced instructors, you'll learn to bake a variety of delicious treats including cakes, pastries, bread, and more. Join us and unleash your inner baker!

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Course Options Galore:

The beauty of baking courses in Dhaka is the variety. Whether you're a complete novice or a seasoned baker looking to refine your skills, you'll find a course tailored to your needs.

1.Beginner Courses:

These provide a solid foundation in baking fundamentals. Expect to learn about different types of flour, the science of leavening, basic cake and bread making techniques, and essential decorating skills.

2.Intermediate Courses:

Once you've grasped the basics, dive deeper into specific areas. These courses might focus on advanced cake decorating techniques, mastering specific pastries like croissants or macarons, or exploring artisanal breads.

3.Advanced Courses:

For serious baking enthusiasts, advanced courses offer in-depth training in areas like professional cake decorating, sugarcraft techniques for creating stunning cake toppers, or even specialized courses on chocolate tempering and working with fondant.

Discovering the Basics:

Whether you're a novice or have some experience in baking, a good baking course always starts with the basics. In Dhaka, these courses typically begin with an introduction to the fundamentals of baking, including ingredients, equipment, and techniques. From understanding the importance of accurate measurements to mastering basic mixing methods, students are guided through each step with hands-on training.

Mastering the Art of Cake Making:

One of the highlights of any baking course is learning how to make the perfect cake. In Dhaka, you'll have the opportunity to master the art of cake making, from simple sponge cakes to elaborate multi-tiered creations. Under the guidance of experienced instructors, you'll learn how to bake, fill, and frost cakes like a pro. Whether you're interested in classic flavors or modern designs, you'll find plenty of inspiration in Dhaka's baking courses.

Exploring the World of Pastries and Desserts:

In addition to cakes, a baking course in Dhaka will also introduce you to the wonderful world of pastries and desserts. From flaky croissants to decadent chocolate desserts, you'll learn how to make a wide variety of sweet treats from scratch. With an emphasis on precision and technique, you'll develop the skills you need to create professional-quality pastries and desserts that are sure to impress.

Specialized Workshops and Masterclasses:

Once you've mastered the basics, you can take your skills to the next level with specialized workshops and masterclasses. In Dhaka, baking courses often offer a range of advanced topics, including sugar work, chocolate making, and bread baking. These workshops provide an opportunity to learn from industry experts and explore new techniques and trends in baking.

Building a Career in Baking:

For those interested in pursuing a career in baking, a baking course in Dhaka can be the perfect launching pad. In addition to practical skills, these courses often cover topics such as food safety, menu development, and business management, providing students with the knowledge they need to succeed in the industry. Whether you dream of opening your own bakery or working in a professional kitchen, a baking course in Dhaka can help turn your dreams into reality.

Beyond Technique:

While mastering technique is crucial, many baking courses in Dhaka go beyond just recipes. They often incorporate lessons on:

1.Food Safety & Hygiene: Learn proper food handling practices to ensure the safety and quality of your baked goods.

2.Costing & Presentation: Gain valuable insights into costing your baked goods and presenting them professionally, perfect if you're aiming to sell your creations.

3.Baking as a Business: Some advanced courses might even delve into the business side of baking, equipping you with the knowledge to turn your passion into a profitable venture.

Institute offers these courses:

1.Yes Tourism And hotel Management

2.International Training Institute of Culinary Arts

3. Banee's Academy of Baking Science and Pastry Art

1.Yes Tourism And hotel Management:

Located in Dhaka, Yes Institute provides a comprehensive Professional Chef Course, equipping you with the skills to excel in various culinary settings.

2.International Training Institute of Culinary Arts

ITICA (International Training Institute of Culinary Arts) is a renowned culinary school dedicated to providing top-tier education in the art of cooking and culinary management. Located in the heart of [insert location], ITICA offers a wide range of programs designed to hone culinary skills, foster creativity, and prepare students for successful careers in the culinary industry. With state-of-the-art facilities and expert faculty, ITICA ensures that students receive the highest quality education and practical training.

3. Banee's Academy of Baking Science and Pastry Art

At Banee's Academy of Baking Science and Pastry Art, we're passionate about perfecting the art of baking and pastry. Our academy offers comprehensive courses taught by experienced professionals, covering everything from basic baking techniques to advanced pastry arts. Whether you're a beginner looking to master the basics or a seasoned baker aiming to refine your skills, our academy provides the perfect environment to learn and grow as a pastry chef. Join us and unleash your culinary creativity!

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Conclusion:

From mastering the art of cake making to exploring the world of pastries and desserts, a baking course in Dhaka offers something for everyone. Whether you're a beginner looking to learn the basics or an experienced baker hoping to take your skills to the next level, you'll find plenty of opportunities to expand your knowledge and hone your craft. So why wait? Sign up for a baking course in Dhaka today and take the first step towards realizing your baking dreams!

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