Beatrice
Have you ever scrolled through social media, seen a picture of a perfect, golden-brown loaf of sourdough bread resting next to a jar of homemade jam, and felt a tiny wave of panic? I know I have. The caption reads something like, “Nothing beats homemade!” and suddenly, the store-bought loaf on your counter feels a little… less than.
Lucas
It’s 1:37 AM. There’s a fine dusting of confectioner’s sugar on every surface of your kitchen, including your forehead. One cake layer is slightly domed, another has a small crack, and the Swiss meringue buttercream you bravely attempted has the consistency of… well, let’s just say it’s not the silky-smooth cloud you envisioned. In this moment, as you stare at the beautiful, perfect cakes on your Pinterest board, you ask the universal question every home baker has whispered into the wee hours: “Why didn’t I just buy one?”