My husband, sister, and I are in charge of desserts for the family get-together, so says the mom. It's kind of my fault, though. I'm researching dessert recipes lately.
I loved baking, once upon a time. Baking is easier than cooking meals (on average) because most desserts require only a few steps without constant stirring, extra cutting, etc. The lower difficulty level really appeals to me as a disabled person, though Mr. Davicob will still have to fetch things and handle the oven.
My mom is a fantastic cook/baker. She made Mr. Davicob's and my wedding cake, and it looked professional. I spend quite a few holidays in the kitchen with my mom, learning something new each time. The making is the highlight, not the consumption.
For my contribution, I plan on making a "cheat" pumpkin spice recipe. I love autumn, and Labor Day, to me, signals summer's end. It might not fit in with grilled meat, Jell-O, and fruit salad... but it works for me.
Mr. Davicob and I have a couple extra recipes on hand in case something goes awry.
________________________________________
Looking up recipes is a nice diversion from the icky things in my life. This type of research and planning feels... comforting.
No comments:
Post a Comment