A nice elderly lady at my synagogue told me the frosting on the cake I baked for a potluck luncheon was the fluffiest she had tasted since her mothers and friends when I tell you it felt like HEROIN
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A movie critics' group I'm a member of includes a woman who is also a baker of some renown. When she said she loved my cheesecake, I could've flown home on my own.
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