Second year I went through a break up. I spent fall/winter wallowing and tying to focus on school but by New Years I'd had enough. I was tired of thinking about it so I decided I would take up some hobbies to better myself. This was the year that I decided to be like the rests of America and vowed to work out, so I started going to the gym for the first time in my life. Even Now I still flip flop around and haven't stayed consistent with a schedule. Glad to know I fit in. The second hobby I picked up was baking; Usher in Muffin Mondays!
So after new years, I'm guessing by spring quarter, my schedule opened up and I didn't have classes on Mondays. I took this as an opportunity to spend the day baking. I would wake up Monday mornings ready to take on the world! (or at least the kitchen).
I found a mini recipe book from a magazine. One of those inserts you find in food magazine or something of that sort. '50 muffin recipes'. I was determined to try making them all (okay maybe not ALL of them.. some of the flavors were a little odd and or were slight variations on each other.) Still, I was going to bake most of them! And I did. Then I didn't really stop.
I spent every Monday of 2013 baking at school. I tried to stick to the theme of muffin mondays but I varied with cupcakes for weeks where someone had a birthday or I found a cool recipe. I became the baking girl! People from high school would see me during breaks around Rochester and were so I'm pressed I found the time to bake every week.
My cousins now make fun of me a little but they all still beg for me to bake whenever they're in town or have special occasions. I've branched out to breads and pies, brownies and cakes. I haven't quite mastered things yet. Sometimes my baked goods are dense and I've been having problems getting the consistency of homemade frosting right but I'm still trying.
For me baking has become a cathartic thing. Who need's therapy when I can make a pie.
It's also made me quite a few friends. People see my food on social media and ask if they can come and have one. I would blast friends at RIT with snapchats telling them to stop by when I was pulling cupcakes out of the oven. I've set up mini dates inviting people to come over and help me make cookies.
Nothing beats when I'm in the kitchen by myself playing music and rolling dough with my hands. Baking has become my stress relief, my thing. My roommates may not like me tempting them with muffins but I could bake for days and never want to stop.
My cousins now make fun of me a little but they all still beg for me to bake whenever they're in town or have special occasions. I've branched out to breads and pies, brownies and cakes. I haven't quite mastered things yet. Sometimes my baked goods are dense and I've been having problems getting the consistency of homemade frosting right but I'm still trying.
For me baking has become a cathartic thing. Who need's therapy when I can make a pie.
It's also made me quite a few friends. People see my food on social media and ask if they can come and have one. I would blast friends at RIT with snapchats telling them to stop by when I was pulling cupcakes out of the oven. I've set up mini dates inviting people to come over and help me make cookies.
Nothing beats when I'm in the kitchen by myself playing music and rolling dough with my hands. Baking has become my stress relief, my thing. My roommates may not like me tempting them with muffins but I could bake for days and never want to stop.