Bake with abandon!
Having stomped the snow from my boots, I place them on the rack and step my stockinged foot squarely into a freshly formed puddle of melting ice. Welcome to winter in Canada. I might get my citizenship revoked for saying this, but hockey does not …
I’m so busted. Yes, I ranted about how you shouldn’t buy any kitchen gadget with the word “maker” in it. Yes, I’ve rabbited on an on about my tiny kitchen. And yes, despite everything I said, I went out and bought a fair-sized electric “maker”. …