No one in my family knew how to bake. One fine day a couple of years back, I bought a small, tabletop oven and got my sister to lug it back from the department store for me. Along with the oven, I bought a handmixer, a whisk, a roll pan and muffin premixes. Then I got hooked.
Through numerous failures, a lot of wasted ingredients and forced stuffing of yucky baked stuff to my family, I have since learnt a lot by reading, experimenting, attending courses, and now I am proud to say I can now bake not that badly. Well, at least most of my bakes are pretty edible.
I am not the most adventurous person around. Though I like to meddle around with my oven, there are some things I have no confidence in and tend to avoid since I absolutely hate to waste good ingredients.
Last year, I picked up cake decorating and I am still looking forward to expanding my repertoire of baking attempts. Sometimes, not every attempt ends up a success, which is sad, but every baking attempt is a learning experience.
I still dream of going to Le Cordon Bleu, still dream of having a huge functional kitchen at home and still think that a chef's uniform is the nicest uniform to be in.
I hope you will enjoy lingering at my blog to go on this journey with me.
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