I love to cook but I am not a big fan of baking. I think this has something to do with my intense dislike of following written directions. Yes - there I said it - I hate following directions. I am the person that looks at a picture on a box in order to put something together. Now, My Wonderful Husband would tell you that this doesn't work - but it just doesn't work for him - for me - it works just fine. So back to the cooking/baking conundrum. Cooking, to me, is easy - I cook things I know and cook how I like things to taste....it's all second nature and what not.... Baking requires reading recipes which, as I stated, doesn't work for me and since I can't look at a picture of a cake and bake it, I tend not to bake. Except at Christmas (well and Easter). At Christmas, I am The Christmas Baker - I am a baking machine. I am a cookie extravaganza! This year (either due to fantastic baking skills, great time management, and two angels making sure that I am not cursing under my breathe while baking OR due to the steroids I have been taking for my sinus infection) I have managed to get all of my cookies done in less than a week! (My Wonderful Husband has two types of cookies that he bakes too - but he is waist deep in grading right now...) Tonight, while I was chopping pistachios for my biscotti The Princess asked if she could take a picture of me. My first reaction..."ugh I hate having my picture taken...how do I look?" She rolled her eyes and said "You look fine." "Fine?" I said. "You look beautiful. Now let me get one of you chopping then one with you looking at me. Let me turn off that light behind you - it's too bright. Do you have a picture of the day today?" Ah, another crazy picture lady was born today and her first subject was The Christmas Baker.
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