The Captain and Tinelle. Wayland Flowers and Madame. Mr. Roarke and Tattoo. All great love affairs must come to an end.
In this case, it's ours. In the three and a half years since I started this blog, we’ve cried a little, laughed a little and burped a little. Okay, we burped a lot. But I think my caker work here is done.
I’ll be wrapping things up at the end of December. But despair not. There’s lots of fun headed your way.
Watch for Bazaar-o-Rama, my annual tour of church bazaars, starting next Friday. Then it’s time for my month-long Caker Christmas extravaganza. (If I were you, I’d start stocking up on the gold spray paint.)
Until then, put this on repeat and we'll see you Monday with a new recipe.