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| Williamsburg, 2014 |
Whenever I lament my declining domestic prowess (seriously, I think I peaked at around 26) and feel like I should be making cakes or Pinterest-worthy something or others while looking after the babes, I remember that I live within dangerously close range of some of the best bakeries in New York.
Seriously, why not leave it to the professionals?
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