Sunday, April 25, 2010

Fear Not, Bake Lots

Fear Not, Bake Lots

Right now as I start my first blog I'm feeling a little overwhelmed. Somewhat lost in cyberspace. Somewhat lost in life. Currently I’m a nursing student which I like. I really do. But my true passion is baking. Baking cookies, cakes, breads, muffins, pies, rolls, brownies…ok you get the point. Basically, if it involves butter, sugar, or flour I’m in. If, on the other hand, it involves sick people, needles, and blood, there may be some negotiating required. (JK—I love blood—it’s magnificent!)

So why not just become a baker? Well, that’s kind of a hard one for me to answer right now. And trust I have been asking myself that question a lot lately. You see it’s a tug of war between my head and my heart. A tug of war between fantasy and reality. And both sides are in it till the death it seems. (If tug of war was a deadly sport that is. I don’t believe anyone as ever died because of a tug of war match?!? Not really sure about that.) Anywho, as the referee in this death match, I simply can’t make the call right now. So my game plan is to continue down the nursing path (hopefully with God’s grace) and live out my passion vicariously through this little blog.

So who am I? My name is Andrea but we're friends so you can call me Andie. I live in a small southern California town called Ridgecrest. I’m 26 years old, single, and no children yet. I’m a Christian, a sister, a daughter, a grand-daughter, an aunt, a best friend, a student, a Denver Bronco fanatic, an amateur photographer and a list of other things. However, one thing I’m not is a professional baker. No sir. That’s a self-taught education from the age of 11 or so— can’t really remember when I started baking.

So what I’m I doing here? There are so many, many things that I have wanted to bake but just have not gotten around to it…for whatever reason. Well that ends today. It is my hope that this blog will inspire (or at the very least force) me to try my hand at new things each and every time I step foot into my small, confined, ugly, retro, 1960ish-not in the good way- kitchen. To bake things that I have never tried. To use ingredient I’m not familiar with. And to go anywhere my heart leads me so that it may follow its obsession. But most important part of this journey is to have you there with me. Or else want would be the point? Hopefully taking one step at a time we can bake our way through anything Martha Stewart wants to throw at us. We can conquer fancy French desserts with our hair still intact. We can show the world that we don’t need no stinkin’ pastry chef degree. Well…we can at least try. And hopefully, just hopefully, along the way, I can find the ideal balance between life and love.