I'm Just A Boy, Standing Here, Wanting to be Loved, and also Wanting an EZ-Bake Oven
I don't think I've ever told anyone this, but I always wanted an EZ-Bake Oven.
I was in third or fourth grade the first time I saw a commercial on television, and it was magic. I had zero interest in baking, per se, but unlimited interest in abundant dessert supply. Even better, it was dessert I could make myself. No more asking Mom. I would come home after school and bake until the cookies reached the ceiling, then eat them all. Every day.
Better still, I distinctly remember icing packets. Icing makes any baked good taste twice as delicious immediately. It's just math.
I never told anyone about this as a kid because back then there were "boy things" and "girl things," and an EZ-Bake Oven was definitely a girl thing. Stupid cultural pressure. I never forgot about it, though.
Here's the irony. Even now, at this "advanced" stage of my life (ugh), I've never really baked anything from scratch. I've made my share of slice and bake cookies, but that's about all. Maybe if there wasn't the stupid insistence on boy and girl things when I was a kid, I would have spoken up and gotten an EZ-Bake Oven for a holiday gift, and I would have fallen in love with baking. Right now, I could be baking a batch of homemade something or other.
It would definitely have icing. I'm sure of that.
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