There is nothing quite like baking.
Bad day?
Bake
In love?
Bake
Worried?
Bake
Happy?
Bake
The art of whisking together flour, milk, eggs and sugar is therapy in itself and casts a sweet little spell over your soul.
Who needs a therapist when you have psychedelic cupcakes with gold dusted icing?
I didn’t think so.
They say that the path to a man’s heart is through his stomach….
I’m willing to give it a try
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