Adventures in boxed baking

My mother’s side of the family is Mennonite. Well … a combination of Mennonites and Old Order German Baptists. Differences aside, this means I grew up in the kitchen cooking from scratch. There I stood, like so many novice bakers, staring at a shelf of prefabricated cake mixes and icing, wondering how to choose. IContinue reading “Adventures in boxed baking”