Food is my passion, some how I have always gravitated towards the kitchen .. and fire! The numerous burn scars on my body testiment to this. Coming from a family of Bakers we always took our food serious!
As a child I would make crepes with my dad, and donuts with my mom... Our friday night family time consisted of my siblings and I eagerly watching my mom prepare some sugary delight.... Meal times were always an important time of the day for the family.
In my teens I learnt the fine art of cake decorating and sugar craft, earning a few certificates along the way and developing a passion for creating "something pretty that you can eat"
I grew up to be the feeder, the neighbour knocking on the door with baked goods and deserts just because... the neighbour whos food caused envy in the hallway of my appartment block... The old saying that the way to a mans heart is his stomach can be true for all, the power good food has over ones mood is amazing. The whole concept of comfort eating makes me delight in the idea that I can save the world.. one desert at a time!!!
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