RecipeMuncher

Once a year, I step into the kitchen – hands trembling, stomach in knots, and head swimming – and try to bake. For those of you who’ve read our ramblings and rants for long enough, you know that nothing good happens when I bake. For those readers who haven’t shared that particular bit of joy, let’s just say that it’s not pretty. Not at all. However nerve-wracking the process might be, it was promised that Michelle would always have a homemade cake for her birthday. That promise m (...)