My bread rolls are flat and useless (except you can use them to knock a person out), the cakes are either dry or burnt in the ove. I once had to make three chocolate cakes to my daughter's birthday.
I just have lack of interest, (I also blame genetics, my mother's bread rolls were even heavier) and can think of a million things I'd rather do on a Sunday Morning. Even clean the house.
I feel quite alone in Bloglandia about this. Maybe there's a Boring Bakers Anonymous meeting I could go to? The good thing is that my children's teenage revolt probobly will be about baking.
There. I've said it. You'll never see a cupcake here.
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I showed my kids the swinging in the dark photos--my daughter was very curious that it was so dark in the day time, but because it's getting dark earlier here (if you can call 5 early) I think she understood.
As far as baking--one thing that changed for me was getting an separate oven thermometer. I found my oven is hotter than the oven itself says and that helped me a lot. Also I turn things in the oven or cover them with foil. But I sympathize. I want to thoroughly enjoy cooking, but I'm not always sure that I do, lol. For me it is the fact that I'm incapable--incapable--of making any recipe, baking or cooking, right the first time.
My kids rebelled at my lack of baking by being very good at desserts. so it's a very cunning plan to get them to do the baking instead.
I can't imaging living several months every year with so little sunshine, so I love to read your blog to get some idea of what it is like.
Hahhahhah! Love that.
I like to bake some, but I like baking things that are simple. And not too sweet. And quick. I must admit I love my bread machine...it does all the hard work for me! ;)
I happen to love to bake but I'm not a good cook and I don't enjoy it. I say - do what you like to do if you have the choice! I second Gemma's suggestion, get the kids to do the baking. Who knows, maybe there will be a cupcake on your blog - made by your children!
Thank you for the perspective of your (lack of) light! It's so interesting to see how other parts of our earth really are during the winter months.
We like to bake, but alas, this mother is to lazy for it. Enjoy this season!
Thankyou for your support - and tips! I suspect my skills have a connection with lack of interest, or what comes first..? I'll be making gingerbread this weekend, well, I'll buy the dough - the figures we'll make ourselves.
In my fondest dreams I am a gourmet cook, a musician, a financial genius, and a gymnast. Oh, well, I do a mean load of laundry.
Don't feel alone anymore! I don't like cooking either! I love to make hand-made things for Christmas ,to decorate the house,to go for shopping, to clean the house,to send tons ofpostcards, BUT to cook is the horrible part of it! like you, I'm simply NOT interested..
and it has nothing to do with genetic, my mother loved to cook and did it very well..
Well, nobody's perfect!:)
Hahaha, I don`t mind reading a cupcake-free blog - how interesting are they anyway (if you can`t eat them I mean?). Have a nice weekend!
I don't like baking either: you really have to follow a recipe when you bake, and to me it feels more of a chemistry production than food preparation. But that's ok, one can't like everything. I, for instance, fail to see the charm of quilting:) Still, I bake quite a lot. I started when I had children and became super obsessed with the quality of their food and, because I couldn't find baked goods made with organically grown whole wheat or other cereals flour, I baked my own.
I love that you don't like baking. I actually don't love the baking part overly much, but I do love the satisfaction of seeing my creation on the counter and, even better, when everyone says it's delicious. Although, when things go wrong, it can about ruin my day. :)
Interesting - looks like your pine tree thinking is working with your gifts getting organised early.
I have also organised the gifts but am lagging sadly behind in baking skills too so don't think that is something you are alone in too....
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