Looking through pictures of me growing up, it appears I existed on cake batter alone. It seemed that I constantly had a beater in my mouth (as shown above, apparently the WHOLE beater) licking off some kind of delicious batter. I guess I started my love of batters at an early age and never looked back.
It occurred to me that nowadays people might not be so cavalier about handing their one-year-olds a batter with raw eggs in them. Were eggs safer back then? Did we not know any better? I personally still eat plenty of raw batters and cookie doughs, but do moms not let their kids anymore? I hope they do, because it's one of life's greatest pleasures!