I'm a little confused by T. Kingfisher's branding, because I'd have placed this under Ursula Vernon, being much more in the line of ME than YA, but disregarding that, this was completely charming.

Secondary world fantasy, where magic users can only interface with one particular element, which can be as general as "water" or as specific as "rose plants." Our heroine got "dough," accidentally made a killer sourdough starter, can animate gingerbread men, and most important keep the biscuits from burning. The city state is supposed to be tolerant of magic users, but there's plotting afoot, and of course she gets dragged in.

I've always liked Kingfisher/Vernon for her focus on flawed people trying to do their best, a keen eye on how power structures can grind people down, and a lot of off-beat humour and charm. And will usually make me cry at least once. Up there with Castle Hangnail for Kingfisher/Vernon reads.