I have been baking all day today in preparation for my
daughter’s birthday party tomorrow. I made a homemade (no mix, homemade
frosting, thank you) layer cake and several dozen cupcakes. As part of her
party, the kids are going to decorate their own cupcakes to take home, so I
also had to make a truckload of frosting to tint all different colors. By the
way, food coloring kind of freaks me out just because it is SO fake, but anyway
… I have been up to my eyeballs in butter and confectioner’s sugar and chocolate
all day and now I never want to eat any sweets ever again.
As much as I like to cook, baking isn’t really my thing. It
is too much like science with all the exact measurements and precision baking
times. Every Christmas, I make a ridiculous amount of cookies to give away to
teachers and babysitters and carpool drivers. They come out really well, but
about halfway through the Baking Day I get really tired and bored of the whole
process and it just feels like work. I always have grand plans of chocolate
dipped, caramel drizzled, beautifully decorated confections, but my motivation
and energy don’t ever seem to match my creativity. Like everything else in my
life, I wish I had the time and motivation to explore all the ideas I have.
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