decided to start baking again. serious baking. not just cookies.
i used to bake all the time. apple pies, pecan tarts, chocolate cakes, the list was endless. i fell in love with baking at a young age of 14. in Food and Nutrition class. the day i rubbed butter into flour. i rubbed and rubbed. loving the feeling of the flour crumbling between my fingers and i rubbed too long. it got tooo tooo soft.
i baked with such viciousness as i fell in love. tempting my boyfriends with sweet treats. but as i outgrew one boyfriend after the other (or rather, we outgrew each other). i slowly stopped baking. as if baking was like falling in love, each time less exciting as the one before.
but now i've found the love of my life. and i feel happy. passionate. in love and ecstatic. and its awoken the baker in me.
I made apple pie, and served it ala mode for mother's day.
its my favourite recipe. pretty easy. tell me if you'd like the recipe. i can send it over! =)Labels: in eveel's kitchen
