I forgot how much I love to bake.
I stopped baking all together because my husband and I were getting soft around the edges. But the other day I wanted to bake cookies for someone and it re-booted my love and frankly therapeutic need to bake.
So cookies yesterday and today orange and cranberry scones. Which were all for "somebody else" but have magically found their way into my tummy.
Now that I started I am already thinking about what I will bake next...I have a problem. A very delicious problem.
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I could use some muffins. Are you taking orders?
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