the "baker's wife"

when i was a little girl, i wanted an easy-bake-oven.

of course, i never got one. instead i had pots, pans, and cooking spoons shoved at me at an early age. i learned how to make spaghetti, kimchi-jjigae, fried rice... etc. survival foods for the latchkey-kid & her older brother. psh, no time for baking or desserts, such a luxurious lifestyle!

looking back, i think it was the illusion of being feminine, blonde, and perfect that i clung to more so than the baking itself... and i always envied those white kids who came to school with beautifully wrapped holiday cookies & chocolates they had made the night before with their stay-at-home mothers...

nowadays, i figure i should be grown up and womanly. i cannot carry on with these childish box-cake ways. thus, i've begun a journey into the mysterious and scientific world of American baking. it's fun, delightful, and stress-reducing! [except when my homemade breads don't rise and my chocolate chip cookies turn out rock hard... ] but i have hope!

hello to cookies and cakes and bread galore!
(friends, prepare to loosen a notch on your belts! )

i am, after all, an award-winning "Baker's Wife" ^_~

all you need is love... and measuring cups!

happy st. patty's


NSSLHA bake sale, here i come!

please don't snicker at my snickerdoodles~

eggs

Happy Easter!