Yes, and tautologies make the tautologies, too. This book hails from 1956, an era before every corner grocery could turn out perfectly decorated cakes on request. The homemaker was on her own. Fine - in these circumstances, one needed all the ideas you could get. Helpful hints were welcome.

But this book consists of one idea, one premise, one motif, one unswerving certainty: people want nothing more than cakes in the shape of a house, and they don’t want anything else.

Ready? Let’s start baking our own leavened Levittown. But first . . . well, you’ll see.