Withdrawal Symptoms

I have a little house near a hill where I go to escape and it’s there that I bake to my heart’s content. When circumstances prevent me from retreating to my sanctuary (like these past few weeks) I get antsy and resort to just writing, day dreaming and sketching about baking.

Why this obsession? why this preoccupation? Maybe because I like the the feeling of freedom that baking gives me. Freedom to express myself and the dough is my canvass. Or maybe it’s the satisfaction I get from creating something with my bare hands. Or then again perhaps it’s the happiness I feel when I see my family and friends enjoying something that I labored over. There is nothing quite like seeing kids and oldies alike gobbling down food that took you 6 hours to make. Priceless

Soon reality will step in and my day dreaming will become a reality and I don’t have to pretend to be inside a bakery – I will be in one – MINE. And although it would probably kill me to do the actual baking all by myself, it will be a thrill for me to teach and pass on everything I know about baking to people who are just like me – obsessed with creating the perfect loaf!!