sugarkay's Journal

Bake

Bake Bread the old-fashioned way. Bake muffins crammed full of blue berries. Bake exotic cakes with unpronouceable names and multicolored frostings. Bake tortillas, flatbreads, scones, cookies, biscotti. Make little people out of dough and bake them into life. Make them elves, hobbits, gremlins with vests and boots, and long beards and braids, and hang them on trees or walls or shelves. Bake because it smells like the very best kitchen you remember, because it feels good to have flour on your hands and vanilla on your fingers. Bake because you want to lick the whole bowl yourself without asking anyone's permission. Bake because you really enjoy an apron. Bake because women have always baked and always will, and only by baking you will understand why.

Boy, all the talk about baking has made me hungry; I guess I better start baking. : )