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When I was about 3 years of age, I asked my parents for a toy kitchen, the kind you usually think girls would have as kids. I got it. At three I was imitating my then chef father, dicing fake carrots and serving plastic chickens.

Years later, much to the embarrassment of my parents, I wanted an easy bake oven. I wanted the damn thing to cook with, because I was not allowed use the actual oven. The idea of being able to bake a cake was magic, I could literally pull any treat I wanted…

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