So fades the great harvest of my dessert. Nestle left little to chance, didn't they? Turning my own frosting, my own bakery against me. But what hubris to believe they could keep their cookies from me forever. If you haven't mastered even these ingredients, then Man has not yet attained the kitchen. Your decadence may yet be prevented. Cake was your ally, Human, but now it has abandoned you. The Pastrychefs have returned. This oven is now yours....