Carrot cake holds a special place in my heart. Ever since I was little, I’d always pick the carrot cake muffin at the mall. What kid in their right mind would pick carrot cake!? This one, apparently. While all the other kids shoveled in the chocolate chip muffins, I sat with my carrot one, happy as a bunny.
I’ve always loved to bake. During summertime, I’d bake nearly every day, out of sheer boredom. The problem was that once my older brother and sister had moved out of the house, there weren’t many people left to devour all of the tasty treats. So, I had to come up with a solution because I cannot watch things go to waste, and the calories were bound to catch up with me sooner or later; I mean I was pretty active, but definitely not that active.