You guys know I’m not a baker. I mean, I can do it. I have done it. But I don’t always have patience for the precision required for true blue baking, and I’m constantly disappointed when I tinker the shit out of a recipe and then it doesn’t work out. It’s a gamble. I should know the odds. (If you can imagine, I’m not a great sport at gambling. I’ll lose $40 on slots and spend the remainder of the weekend sulking about the number of clearance t-shirts and fancy toasts I could have spent it on instead. Woe is … Read More