At first when I heard about this really odd concept of baking cake in a mason jar, and sealing it. I thought; "oooh one more reason not to fit into that bikini I bought for summer" I was not convinced that it would be any better than regular cake.
However, in a house of one cake eating adult. I can't exactly get away with making 1 little thing of cake. Because Mr. C won't eat it, CB doesn't eat cake (at least not a lot) and well...giving the dogs cake just seems like a bad idea. So every holiday, I make a cake. I eat half of it over the course of a few days, before I declare how much I ate, I mean hate that cake and frosting and all its goodness.
I remember my mother canning, she would can fish, and goat meat (ew) and preserves for winter. Apple pie filling was always my favorite.
I love to bake, and I'm pretty good at it, I can't cook, but I can bake thats for sure.
Okay. Cake in a jar is the best fucking idea ever. I love it and might need to figure out a way to market these and sell them to local places. I can see this being a really fun "career" hobby. You know, cause I'm crazy like that!
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