I don’t bake. My wife does. She is in my mind one of the best. But, I am biased. She bakes mostly for my son, but I get to request an item from time to time. Or, I can tell my son something that I have been craving and he will let mommy know.
Some early mornings it’s fresh bread, others times it a late night chocolate cupcake. The amazing part of her baking enthusiasm that I admire; She works full time, spends time with me and our son, and handles all the other daily things that life brings along. I always ask her why she bakes after a long day of working and why she is up at the crack of dawn putting in a loaf of artisan bread in the oven. (I don’t mind, I love waking up to the smell of fresh bread)
Her response… it makes me happy. It’s refreshing. And the most important one, I love doing it for my family.
Some of her creations…