I love cake.
Seriously, I think I am made of cake. I grew up watching my mom make cakes for weddings, birthdays, parties, and every exciting thing in life, and I am pretty sure she let me taste the icing and eat the leftover batter every single time.
Of course, back then, we had no idea I had celiac disease, so I was never put in a situation where I couldn’t have cake.
Fast forward to what seems like a million years later, I was given the task of creating a blueberry vanilla cupcake for a friend’s baby shower. It was true love, because I couldn’t even taste a single one. Ever since that day I have said I would come up with a gluten free version, and I finally did it….
