In a perfect world I would own a cute whimsical bakery. I don't say this because I am a awesome baker, but in a perfect world I would be. I would have all the time I needed, while my boys played quietly in the perfectly green yard surrounded by picket fence, and I played with recipes all day long, in my cute little apron, kissing the boys as they chased butterflies with just a bit of flour on my cheek..........Can you see it?
Truth is, I make box cakes. I make them 4 times a year, and that is it.