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I was reminded today of a recent essay by Deb Perelman. She had written, ever so eloquently, of her visceral desire to bake as a way to take control over the disorder that is getting ready to have a baby. Don’t get all excited, I am not having a baby, nor am as eloquent as Deb Perelman, but I did have the need to bake today. Unfortunately my news of which I am trying to make sense, is not
