“A
bad review is like baking a cake with all the best ingredients and having
someone sit on it.” – Danielle
Steel
Baking for me is an expression of love.
People find many ways to express themselves for instance some write, some
paint, some debate and some act. But how do I express myself?
Anger, confusion and weariness totally
evaporates when I enter the realm of baking. Baking is like a heaven for me. It
completely relaxes my mind and takes me to another world which is full of food
fantasy. The whiff of tempting, caramelized strawberries shining on the uneven
surface of the freshly baked strawberry tart.
I started baking during my summer
vacations few years back. Beat butter and sugar, stir in the flour and eggs
pour it into a mould, pop it in the oven and Ta-Da!
The smell of freshly baked golden brown
cake wafting over me domed and cracked on top mouth watering. The moment I open
that oven door is a moment of complete bliss for a baker.
Baking is my intangible sanctuary,
kitchen a place where I pour out my feelings that even one of my closest
friends won’t understand because no one’s crazy about baking as much as I am.
My confusion and fear ends up with as a
chocolate marble cake come out of the oven, the swirly patterns inside when you
actually cut the cake describes how much effort I’ve put in.
The circular cake iced with vanilla
buttercream, chocolate ganache dripping slowly down the sides decorated with
such intricate design it just reflects your creativity.
Some of you must be thinking that I am
exaggerating but trust me this is how it is and what baking means to me.
The final product reflects the efforts
that you’ve actually put into it. The aftertaste is what lingers, contentment
and happiness replacing all your stress, fear and anxiety.
For me baking takes care of everything.
“No one is born a great cook, one learns by doing.” – Julia Child
