In our house we share the cooking duties.
Neither one of us is better than the other; however, it is fair to say that Brian is safer.
He’s never started an oven on fire.
Or lit a kettle on fire.
Or burnt minute rice.
Or tried to feed his vegetarian friend meat because he forgot she was vegetarian.
BUT one thing I do that Brian doesn’t is that I bake!
….once every couple of months.
It’s a rare occasion when mumma brings out the bake wear, big bowls, and the mixer; but when she does screams are loud and people run for safety.
They also count down the seconds until they can taste the awesomeness!
This weekend called for a Pumpkin Cake that my friend Lady E created!
I shopped, confirmed ingredients with her, and settled in for an evening of sweet smelling kitchen (as promised). I danced around the house promising my family the best cake they had ever tasted and waved the smells of autumn their way.
They drooled in anticipation of my latest treat.