So I told you guys about this awesome baking blog I discovered called “Baking Bites”, right? Well between that and Betty Crocker and AllRecipes.com , I found my cookie inspiration and truly regained my baking mojo.
It’s weird to say, but losing all those months to breast cancer diagnosis, surgery, treatment, and starting Tamoxifen, I also lost my ability for a while to do random things I like. Like baking and photography.
I picked up the camera again as soon as my stitches, etcetera were healed enough that I could lift a camera without wincing, but the time to myself to just bake and cook and be a slightly domestic diva didn’t roll around until now. Because once I got back to normal, work ramped up like it always does and I just felt like I was running hither and thither like a chicken with its head cut off.
But last week, when I agonized over taking a few hours off to attend my mother’s Christmas luncheon I realized I was breaking my promise to myself post-breast cancer surgery/treatment to make time for ME; to take time for what I wanted to do. After all, at 47, every extra year you get with your own parents is a blessing…let alone surviving even one bout with breast cancer – a lot of women aren’t that lucky. So I decided to pick myself up and stick to my own promises…..
So I was a lady who lunched for a couple of hours for and afternoon last week and now I have baked….and baked…..and baked…
Peanut butter, chocolate chip, and cardamom sugar cookies . Molasses, Pfeffernusse, Snickerdoodles, and Lemon Macaroons. Raided tins from blonde Barb’s basement, and have gone thru 2 lbs. Butter, 5 lbs flour, and so on.
This elf’s ass is dragging…but my baking mojo is back, and it felt good to do all this if not a little insane.
I see recipes as a basic guide. I drive people crazy because I pretty much experiment and change them all.
The cookie chronicles for Christmas 2011 is now over but for the eating. (No, not all by me, sillies!)