When I was young, I always wanted an Easy Bake Oven. One of my friends had one, and those little cakes tasted better than anything I had ever had! Probably because they were so tiny they barely whet your appetite, leaving you aching for more. At any rate, my mom would not let me have one, because she was afraid it would set the kitchen on fire. With a lightbulb.
Maya asked for an Easy Bake Oven from Santa(did I steer her in that direction, perhaps...), and he hooked her up. Check out the pics of her first cake. It was delicious, but not quite as yummy as I remembered. Maybe waiting for a cake for over 20 years gets your hopes up a little too high.