What you’re looking at is a photo of my daughter’s handiwork. She baked cupcakes for a Super Bowl party she’ll be attending. Am I astounded? Yes I am.
Minus the time she spent in a dorm Stef lived in Connecticut 22 years. During that time she felt our kitchen only had two appliances: refrigerator and sink. That was fine as she also thought we also had 24/7 maid service.
If Stef had lived here alone the house could have been resold with both the dishwasher and stove in mint condition. Somewhere on the way to California (possibly while on the plane) she learned to bake and (smelling salts please) clean! Her apartment is kept reasonably spotless.
Someone’s going to enjoy cupcakes this afternoon and temperatures in the seventies. It seems so unfair we’ve missed all this.