I want to start today’s blog post on a bit of a joke. KNOCK KNOCK? Who’s there? Bacon. Bacon who? Bacon a cake for 100 for 50 bucks. Whew. Lot’s to digest in that. First, it was a horrible joke. I am not funny. I have the sense of humor similar to that of a wet moldy sock. It kinda stinks. A lot. And it really is never comfortable when I do land a punchline. Not only that, but that price!!!! EEK! Pricing cakes is TOUGH. Everyone is used to big box store prices. Gett

I have been advised that a blog of my cakey thoughts would behoove the baking community. Apparently, I am witty, funny, down to earth, and have a “sort of charm” when I write. Ultimately, I think those people might want to check into a mental ward, but I figured, eh, what the heck. I will give it a go. Afterall, what is the worst that can happen? No one read this? Well then, nothing changed in that case. I think, today, I want to ramble on about cake and how to properly