By some miracle, I have raised a baker. I like baking once in awhile, but this girl LOVES LOVES LOVES to bake. She is a wizard in the kitchen, adores cute aprons, invents her own recipes, and almost always bakes from scratch. She has so many recipes memorized, I count on her like a walking cookbook. She is on her third district 4-H medal for cooking projects. I'm pretty proud of her!
Well last week, she got a phone call and hung up the phone with an excited squeal..then started flipping through cookbooks. She had just gotten her first paid baking job! She was to make four or five cakes for an event honoring volunteers at a big banquet. She could not stop smiling.
She did an awesome job. A few she made were a lemon cream cake, a mexican chocolate, a pumpkin spice, and a cherry vanilla. Everyone loved them.
That's my girl!