03 Jul Cooking Through Homepage
I always believed I couldn’t bake.
Honestly, I think it was just easier to blame “baking” when things went wrong. Regardless, I’ve walked around for almost 32 years really believing that I couldn’t do it.
Despite my love affair with food, I always said, “I won’t bake it, but I’ll eat it.”
That’s true to a frightening level. Let’s not get into it.
The past year, I’ve had a lot of mindset shifts. Working with a business mentor / guru / shaman that’s willing to really push me has changed everything. My world view. My mindset. The challenges I give time to—and, most importantly, the ones I don’t.
To my surprise, baking ended up being one of those things that always lingered in the back of my mind.
Why did I have a limit in my head? Who was I to stop myself?
Middle-of-the-night feedings and long hours rocking a newborn led me to baking shows on Netflix. When I just couldn’t write or answer emails anymore, I started watching other people do the hard thing I knew I couldn’t do. Also . . . food.
Baking, food, cookbooks, cooking, the smell of vanilla, all of it feels like self care to me when I let myself be successful at it. Because I so often sabotage my own success — even if it’s just brownies.
(Unless it’s 6:00 pm, all the meat is still frozen, and the only possible opportunity for a “quick” dinner requires extensive cooking, dishes, creativity, and/or a 1:30 minute drive there and back. Then I hate it.)
I decided that I was going to challenge myself with cooking and baking new foods.
The challenge: to bake through some recipes in the cookbook that was developed by Kimberley Copithorne (a master baker in her own right) and published by me.
The Health and Happiness Cookbook incorporates characters from my Chick Lit novels and brings their favorite foods to you. (Hello Copycat Cosmic Brownies and Canadian Poutine!)
I cooked one recipe per week, then posted about it on Facebook. Now the posts (with newly added free recipes) are here!
Click here for the free recipes:
The blog posts (no recipe, but full of shenanigans) are below:
I am no Mary Berry (although I think my husband is a fox like Paul Hollywood). So my skills aren’t great and my creative brain isn’t known for following detailed tasks with perfection.
Which means it was a wild ride!