Mmm baking
It's the perfect time of year for baking. The leaves are changing color, falling off trees, and floating in the wind. The cold is inescapable, but comfort can be found in sweaters, scarves, and warm drinks. The air begins to smell a way I can't describe. But not like cinnamon or pumpkin like many would believe.
It's the smell of death and decomposition. Of the plants of course...
*Ahem* My friend Jess and I decided to bake in my family's new home before anyone even moved in. To break in the new stove. We made Lemon cupcakes with lemon icing and a raspberry filling.
And of course, while i was grating the lemon (for the zest), I grated my thumb. Blood, sweat, and tears! All for baking!
It's the smell of death and decomposition. Of the plants of course...
*Ahem* My friend Jess and I decided to bake in my family's new home before anyone even moved in. To break in the new stove. We made Lemon cupcakes with lemon icing and a raspberry filling.
And of course, while i was grating the lemon (for the zest), I grated my thumb. Blood, sweat, and tears! All for baking!