My new friend Genoa went back and read every single blog I’ve written. When she asked if she could help me bake, the answer was simple: no.
OMG I’m kidding. Of course I said yes. I wanted to pick something relatively easy since Genoa says she doesn’t cook or bake. I thought she was exaggerating until I found an unopened, expired bag of flour in her cupboard.
These were the winners! Little did I know that when I arrived at Genoa’s house, I was in for the shock of my life. Continue reading