When I got married, I was looking forward to the break lying ahead of me. Three years of working in mad schedule (and with equally crazy clients) had made this break a welcome venture. I was firm on taking a break for one year and indulge in all things housewife-ish! More than anything else, I was excited to cook meals as both the mister and I have a very good focus towards food. We are pretty clear about that area in our lives!
In the happiness of setting up a home partially (since we already had most of the stuff!), my husband and I decided to buy a new-age oven. Days of research went by and we finally got one. Both I and my husband are huge, mind you huge, fans of desserts! Cakes are my special weakness and I love cookies too. I fall under the technically-challenged category and we both were quite sure I would need some help. But, never underestimate the power of a housewife – should be a quote. I baked my first cake ever in 25 years of my life without a single glitch! And that was Valentine’s Day, our first after the wedding…
That same Valentine’s Day, I realized my love for baking – the whole process, the judgement of all the ingredients, the anxiety of whether I am doing everything right… And finally when I put the cake batter in the oven, trust me my heart beat as it does for a person who knows it is love at first sight! Thank God, for that first cake came out so well that my love for it blossomed.
Like most of us go through that fear of rejection, so did I. I had the constant fear that this stint will be a short-lived one, but that love came right back at me every time. My fear gradually vanished and our love affair turned into a reliable one. I had this guilt-trip in the middle of all this chaos when I eyed into what unhealthy ingredients are going into my cakes (I became health-conscious, you know). So, I found my way around overcoming the guilt of committing this sin and continued baking (read eating). It was exactly how a love-affair is – the compromises, the sacrifices.
As I continue to bake, yes only cakes for now, I still am excited when I start on a new one. I keep trying new things in cakes and am, thankfully, successful. I am the official baker of the family and everyone turns to me for advice. It feels nice to be in this place – an affair going absolutely gorgeous! Guess who gets happy every time the oven beeps and our tummies are all ears!