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Thursday, March 4, 2010

For this post to really make any sense, I should have pictures. Maybe I should get a camera and take some lessons.

So...I love to bake. But it's a tough thing to love.

First of all, it takes time. Because I don't count breaking store bought refrigerated cookie dough into pieces and heating in the oven as baking. I love full-out, measuring and mixing and baking that leaves flour and a little bit of raw egg all over the kitchen and my clothes. It takes a lot of time to do. And to clean up, because I'm enough of a multi-tasker to clean as I'm going. And maybe it doesn't seem so practical to spend three baking something just to realize it takes four minutes to eat.

Second, it takes money. $3 for this spice and then I need light brown sugar and dark brown sugar and salted butter and unsalted butter (and I haven't figured out if a package that says sweet cream butter is salted or not yet and I'm not yet completely sure of what difference it makes anyway). Plus, I'm indecisive, and it's hard to pick out which of the 52 different kinds of marinade I want, but having three choices in the fridge on Saturday nights when I want to get chicken ready for Sunday is better than "ugh, pineapple mango chipotle buffalo sauce wasn't a good choice, but I don't wanna waste a whole bottle" BtheW, maybe baking chicken isn't really baking, but this is my blog, I do what I want. And $12 for rum just to put one tablespoon in a batter! Then I don't even know what to do with the rest because I don't need it to bake anything else anytime soon and I'm pretty sure I won't drink it any sooner than that and I don't even know how long it will last opened in the cabinet anyway and if I give it to my friends who would drink it $12 for a tablespoon makes for expensive apple bars. .......and part of me wonders how many church people I know might read this and wonder what in the world I'm buying hard liquor for anyway, "we don't touch alcohol, just leave it out".....

Nextly, I'm single. And I live by myself. Don't get me wrong, I love leftovers and having something to snack on when I get back from school is nice, but how many recipes make enough cookies or brownies for one person? Seriously, even if I make a small 8x8 pan of brownies, which honestly I sometimes finish off in less than 24 hours, woof....that's a lot of food that I really don't exercise enough to condone eating. Especially when I use baking as a comfort mechanism; there is absolutely no reason I should be scanning through dessert blogs. Hmmm...maybe one of those marriage proposals I've heard because of baking will work out. Not banking on that though. I've always kinda hoped I'd be the one asking in that situation. And I have asked, but whenever I actually could see myself meaning it....no chance. But honestly, if I ever marry a lady that can't cook.....well, I suppose I'd love her anyway.

D, I always bake too much. Maybe chalk that up to growing up in a huge family or just the fact that I'm a complete pig and can't control my eating when no one can see, but even if I bake for a group, I end up bringing the extra home and that's still more than any normal person has a right to eat.

BUT...........


to walk in a room with a plate of still warm, home-made baked goodies and see the look on someone's face when they try something (usually this response is good), especially when they claim to be counting calories but then have a second piece?

Worth it. Absolutely.

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