You have never baked anything before besides cookies from cans, but now you are mixing a bowl of batter thick and red as ground coral. Flour, milk, butter, sugar, salt — you have never imagined anything so simple. The spoon is warm steel, then cool wood in your hand. You pour the batter into a pan, slide the pan into the oven, the same oven that has gone unnoticed years under the stove. Ding, the batter has stiffened into cake. All you need is time to make something delicious. All you need is the most basic of things to make something with a name that lolls munificent on your tongue.