I can cook (sorta); I just don't like to.
First- It doesn't come naturally to me. (A pinch? A dash? Those aren't measurements!)
Second- I don't find joy in it. Cooking is more of a chore for me.
Lately I've been cooking more and more, learning how to experiment, and I'm slowly coming around, but I'm by no means a chef yet.
Baking on the other hand- I LOVE to bake.
Cooking is serious business; baking is a child's game.
I love the way it makes my house smell.
Even though it makes a mess, it's a fun mess.
And baked goods are easier to share.
But baking isn't healthy. Take this snack mix I just made.
It's sooooo good and soooo bad for you! A whole stick of butter, karo syrup, and a cup on brown sugar coating an already sugary cereal. Toss in some M&Ms and it's a sugary rush on it's way to diabetes.
Baking doesn't sustain life; it puts you in a coma.
Yet I made a special trip to Wal-Mart to get the ingredients and haven't given a thought to what's for dinner.
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