(My grandmother who is highly skilled in whipping up wholesome dishes rich in flavour and colour. Cooking is a pastime she has always dedicated herself to and I feel that she doesn't just think cooking is for feeding but it is used as a tool to show and serve her love and appreciation for what she is given in life- to the family. She gives the full potential for good quality ingredients and treats the ones she loves dearly.)
Perhaps they say that because I'm the only one in the family that actually has a special sort of romantic relationship with baking. I like being able to motivate myself and experiment with recipes in the kitchen. The kitchen is where it all happens, the fusion of science and art.
Simply inhaling the warm sweet buttery aroma that floats out of the oven exhilarates my senses, sending me to so many different levels.
When I can I like to share some of my baking successes on social media, although I can't be that obsessed with posting my bakes online as I fear that viewers would be on the high risk of getting diabetes just by looking at the cake overload.
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