Baking in my kitchen is my happy place. I sometimes say that I “stress bake” like it’s a bad thing. And while I’m sure there are healthier ways to channel my energy (hello, carbs + sugar), the truth is that baking helps me center myself. It helps me focus on the present and the task at hand instead of running through lists of “what ifs” and worst case scenarios, which is actually how I spend a significant portion of my time (hello, anxiety).
So when the urge to bake strikes, I don’t fight it. I like to think that this explains why I always seem to have various leftover frostings in the freezer at any given point in time; why I buy butter like it’s going out of style; why my heart flutters a little bit at the thought of ganache and sprinkles….