Baking Lessons ...Samantha's First Cake

School's over. A lot of kids will be joining some camps, swimming lessons, dance lessons, self-defense classes, arts and crafts, softball, baseball, and many activities the community offers its residents to enroll their children this summer.

As for my granddaughter, I offered to teach her how to bake this summer. We started our baking last week by making Chocolate cupcakes. Samantha was so interested to participate in this one on one lessons in what it takes to make a cake from setting the temperature of the oven , familliaring her with the different kinds of cake pans, different measuring cups, spoons, how flour, sugar, baking powder, baking soda, and other ingredients look like.

She can read. And that helped a great deal in teaching her. She is also a fast learner and remembers everything you tell her. Today she made her first cake, a Pound Cake, with her grandma's supervision, of course. The whole process didn't take long, about 20 to 30 minutes.

The cake turned out to be so delicious. Yellow inside and brown outside. Just the way we wanted it. It didn't last very long though, we had to share some with her dad and mom, and the rest were enjoyed by all.

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