It cracks, it tears, it taunts us at every turn. And why do we put up with this cruelty? Because we are seduced by the promise of that smooth satiny surface, that pliable, sugary goodness. So we struggle under the heavy yolk of our servitude. Truely, fondant is a cruel mistress. Now you can proudly proclaim your loyalty to this seductive tyrant...and you can buy stuff!