Her desserts were just as good as Sam’s—different strengths, same level.

I used to think I could cook. After I started working, Sean took over my three meals a day. Between Pam and the company chef spoiling my palate, my barely decent skills completely fell apart.

Pam was already that good and still studied and practiced nonstop. She was the example I should be following.

After I finished the cake, I was just about to dig a tissue out of my purse to ...