Baking is complete magic (and chemistry, I suppose). I used mis-matched freckled eggs, butter, and sugar, and built a four layer cake for
Molly's birthday. The ingredients were measured in one apartment, baked in another, and then finally eaten
—with several glasses of champagne
—at work, where it's perfectly fine to serve alcohol after 4 p.m.
I love this post, loved that cake, and, of course, love you.
ReplyDeletethe cake looks very delicious
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