It was nice to take Sunday afternoon off to just bake. I like the hands-on stuff --- I like kneading a soft bread dough and have my fingers rub through butter and flour for that perfect shortcrust. I like the anticipation of it in the oven whilst I make the kitchen spotless. And I love the smell and the warmth and the happiness it brings to everyone. I just think baking is the closest thing to love. And I hate not being able to do it enough.
