On baking

Baking has been a very defining part of the previous decade. Culling through hundreds and probably thousands of photos, it evokes a spirit that I carry daily: patience.

It’s not been easy to be away from the kitchen, Photos are not always what they seem and my posts rarely coincide with what is happening at the moment. Baking and cooking have taken me places I never thought I’d go. It’s where I’ve found humans that I will call friends, forever. It’s where I’ve met my most humbling moments and deepest failures. It’s where I fall into a meditative state. It’s when my most attractive and/or natural look is having flour in my hair and on my face.

 

 

I belong in a space where an apron is sometimes an appropriate tool.

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