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the magnitude

My father would have been 76 today. One of the biggest challenges about my father, second only to being a passenger in the car he was driving, was buying him presents. Usually, we’d combine his […]

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It’s my birthday, it’s my birthday, it’s my birthday

So when you’ve written a book about cake—when you’ve baked a few yourself, had them declared delicious, had men kneel before you and women kiss your hand after partaking of your confection—who bakes your cake? […]

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