All I’ve ever wanted to do is bake. My earliest memories are of baking cookies, layer cakes, and cupcakes. You name it, I wanted to bake it. And I always had dibs on the beaters! A trip to the Italian bakery was the equivalent of going to Disney. Whenever my mom took out the fancy Irish coffee glasses to make pudding for company, my life was complete. The Bailey’s may have been off limits back then, but the whipped cream sure wasn’t!