Let us eat cake

Hi all, As I sit here and think about what “food” really means to me, I feel that it makes up a big part of my life. I might joke about it, but most of the positive memories and experiences I have are related to food. Thank goodness Devon feels the same! Food has always been an act of love or comfort that I provide to those around me. When I’m not feeling 100%, I like to gather ingredients and bake. There’s nothing like the smell of a cake in the oven or cookies cooling on the counter. It doesn’t even have to be completely homemade. Often I get the most enjoyment from making boxed cake mixes and adding my personal touches to the cake. You don’t have to be a master baker to give your family a dessert that tastes like love. When I was a child, I used to sit around the table that had the birthday cake. I’d dream about what the icing tasted like, was it chocolate? Or perhaps vanilla? Or maybe even sprinkles?! I see that sense of cake wonder in Penny now and it makes ...