It took another step or two for Iz to recover her voice. “What was that book about… puddings?” Warren blustered at the affront. “Puddings? It was Chef Benoit’s Anatomy of a Sponge Cake. It’s been out of print for nearly thirty years. It’s a lost treasure!” “Cake is cake, darling. It’s just a delivery system for frosting.” Warren gasped. “Heretic!”
