Baking really is an interesting thing...it's not quite cooking.
Somehow it missed the mark. Fell short.
I baked my first pan of brownies this year. I felt ridiculously fly afterward.
Somehow I traversed known territory and ended up in the wild world beyond. The world of domestication. Scared and alone.
Yet after the pan of baked brownies was brought forth from the oven, and filled my home with delicious smells, I knew I had been successful in my venture.
My friend Bryan makes better brownies than I do though...I sometimes wonder how he ended up so cultured. His mom must've been boss.
He makes chicken fajitas, and bakes cookies from scratch. They are delicious.
My friend Courtney always teases me because I practically live off Mac 'n Cheese, Frozen Pizza and cereal.
Truth be told, it is embarassing not to know how to cook or bake anything.
Home Ec class was an 'effing joke if you ask me.
However with the latest brownie adventure, I feel empowered. Liberated. I feel a strong desire to branch out, perhaps try something a little riskier...maybe a cake next time?
We shall see.