I never thought I’d be a baker. In Girl Scouts, my troop used to do a cookie exchange every year, and we’d each bring homemade cookies and copies of the recipe to share with each girl. One year, my mom helped me make “break n’ bake” cookies. So my recipe was, open the package, break, and bake.
However, I think I’m starting to understand why some girls say that baking is a good stress reliever. I was having such a stressful day, that at one point I dropped everything, and said, “Okay, I’m going to bake a ginormous muffin.” So I did. Within about 15 minutes I was satisfactorily enjoying a hot, fresh out of the oven, GINORMOUS muffin.
I don’t know what it is, but something about throwing all the ingredients into a bowl and then rigorously mixing it—it’s relaxing. It really is. For five minutes while you’re making your concoction, you’re just relieving all your stress into that bowl.
And then you get to indulge in something warm and tasty and fluffy afterwards. And my concoctions are always "clean," too, so their also guilt-free :D.
BIG LOVE & HUGS