If you haven't already guessed, this post is for my dearest mother. The 22 of July is her birthday. Happy birthday my lovely mother! I was surprised about what happened for her this year's birthday because I learned something.
I've always thought I wasn't much of a cook. I've claimed to not be able to or enjoy cooking at all. I recently found that's not true. I was baking my fabulous mother a cake and voila! I found it very fun. The only part I had trouble with was putting the icing on. I put waay too much in the middle so I had barely enough to cover the sides and top of my "masterpiece." It all goes in the same place though and at least I baked the actual cake right.
So, happy birthday mother and thank you for finally helping/allowing me discover my long-denied love. I know I never would have trusted myself to bake a cake.
Your talented daughter,