My mother was a perfectionist at everything, especially in the kitchen; she still is. When I was growing up, the few times that she would let us in the kitchen was when she baked cakes and some candies. She would let me watch her put the ingredients in the mixer and watch them being mixed together, knowing I was waiting to lick the bowl. Most of her cakes were made from scratch, along with the icing. Even though she would not let me or my sisters help, I learned so much just by watching the steps and procedures like making sure the cake was cooled before icing, making sure that things were set (like her divinity candy), etc. Even though I am not quite the perfectionist in the kitchen as she, I have found myself doing a few of the things that she always did when I bake.

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