One of the things cancer took from me was my love of baking. Pre-diagnosis hardly a day went by without some home-baked goodies to munch and my facebook feeds was full of cake photos, but somewhere, somehow I lost the desire and motivation to bake.
Today I’m having a semi-rest day from writing and it’s an exercise rest day too so I’ve spent about three hours in the kitchen baking. I’ve made a Reece’s peanut butter cake for my younger son’s birthday and a huge batch of Christmas cake mix which I split into two cakes, the larger of which has just finished baking.
And I actually enjoyed it! My organisation is so haphazard that the kitchen looked like I’d emptied all the cupboards and was busy lining tins and sifting flour interchangeably as I’d get distracted mid task. But the end result is one delicious looking birthday cake and two fruit cakes. Next week is my other son’s birthday so I’ll be back in the kitchen baking a Terry’s chocolate orange cake.
Have a great day!