I started baking before I was in kindergarten. I learned to read and do fractions because of baking.
My most infamous disaster occurred when I was in Junior High, and mom got a job outside the home. One of my daily chores (Joys) was making supper and baking dessert each day. Mom has a recipe for Fruit Cocktail Cake. All it says is stir in one can of Fruit Cocktail. I did. It took forever to bake...
It turns out the fruit was supposed to be drained.
The cake was quite moist, there were actually strings of syrup that went to each piece of cake as it was served. My younger brother, and his friends called it SWAMP CAKE. 45 years later, they still tease me about it!

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