There’s something else going on when I’m wielding a hand-mixer besides just making sweet food.
It’s a comfort thing.
Baking conjures memories of how my sister and I, out of sheer boredom on a Saturday night (and also because my parents didn’t allow many store-bought sweets) would bake up some cookies, or a cake – often inventing recipes. Sometimes to disastrous results, but other times surprisingly yummy!
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