Consider this your first warning. You have the right to turn and walk away at any time... which is a complete possibility for some of the hard core bakers out there. My cakes. Come. From. Boxes.
Yea I said it. My wonderful, moist, amazing cakes that everyone raves and rants about.. come from box mixes. I would feel guilty about this, except that I have the attention span of a gnat. I would never finish a single project if it really required making it all from scratch. So the only and only Pillsbury Dough Boy helps me out in that department, very rarely do I stray from that brand. I wont share my detailed thoughts on Betty Crocker or Duncan Hines, but I can assure you they aren't nice things. And lets be honest. I haven't met a single person who doesn't love Funfetti Cake - my default cake flavor - and there is only one man I know that can make that right. He giggles when you press his belly.
So with all of that out there, you are fully informed to make your decision to run away screaming now in disgust, or stick around to witness the awesome adventures of Cakeface :) For those who chose to stay. Welcome home.
