One of my coworkers took home two of the Lego cupcakes I brought in the other day for her daughters. (Read all about the Lego birthday party we had in the office.)
Afterwards she emailed me this conversation she had with one of her girls:
Daughter: These are delicious. Did Lisa buy them or bake them?
Me: She baked them.
Daughter: Did she really? But they taste so good. Did she go to cupcake school to learn how to make them so tasty?
Me: No, I don’t think she did.
Daughter: Was she just born this way?
Me: Yes… I think she may have been.
So yes, baking *is* worth all the time and energy
Also, “cupcake school” sounds like a bunch of edible, pastel buildings surrounded by a frosting river, Willy Wonka style. I want to go there right now.