Monday, December 06, 2010
Swinging in The Dark (and a confession)
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.