You make lemon bars!
It is amazing to me how soothing I find baking. Being in the kitchen makes everything else disappear for a brief moment in time. I think there is just something inspiring about preparing food, it tickles my creative side.
I find myself thinking about different flavor combinations I want to attempt. This wouldn't be such a big deal except, it keeps happening while I am supposed to be listening to someone speak or supposed to be doing something else. It does help me pass the time at work though, my job isn't very intellectually stimulating.
The weirder thing about my little baking obsession is that I don't usually consume the food that I make. I might have a bite of a dessert I made, (if it was the first attempt) but normally I just get a kick out of other people eating it. I like getting my brother's opinion because he will tell me straight up what he thinks of a dish. I love this about my brother. I may get annoyed with how many times he tells me how awesome he is, but honestly he really is awesome. Shhh, don't tell him that I admitted it.
Now, I know that I said that baking creates this "safe haven" for me but I must admit at the moment I am feeling a little pressure to perform. This anniversary cake I need to make has to be amazing, both in taste and appearance. I might have bitten off a bit more than I can chew. I also agreed to do the rest of the desserts, a balloon archway, a pathway of lights, the music and a fantastic appetizer.
I suppose that instead of continuing with this baking blog I should go execute that of which I write. I am off to make the cookie dough for the adorable anniversary cookies for my dessert bar, wish me luck.
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Am, that's how I feel about writing.
ReplyDeleteFor my dad's memorial, my mom walked into my room and said "will you write a poem to read."
Because it's just that easy, right?
The way you describe trying to come up with different flavors is exactly the way I think about poetry in my head.
It's much easier, though, when we can create on our own terms instead of being asked to perform willy-nilly. It's nice that our parents think we're that awesome, but it makes the stress that much worse.
I miss you, and I know that the desserts will be awesome for the party. But still, it's not my party....
You did a great job with the cake, balloon arch and... what?! there were other deserts. I think I missed them. Probably everyone else ate them. Anyhow good work. :)
ReplyDeleteRodney