Please accept this belated and long overdue apology for asking you to eat anything “cooked” in an Easy Bake Oven. As a wee lass, I had no idea how much I was asking of you and your palate. It was not simply a small task you undertook in eating these “treats,” but a monumental feat at which lesser men would fail. The wide-eyed innocence of my youth did not allow me to see what I was really asking of you.
I was a misguided fool, overrun by American commercialism and a victim of slick ad campaigns targeting young children. As a woman of thirty-two years, I can only offer my most sincere apologies and pray that some day you will forgive me for such egregious abuse of our close father-daughter relationship.
Your loving daughter,