Living in New York City, peace and quiet is a rarity. Even those of us living in the outer boroughs, like Brooklyn, still have to fight for space on our subway commute each day, contend with noisy upstairs neighbors, and try to plug our ears at night against the sound of sirens and late-night bar crawlers. In order to stay sane, we have to find our own mental escapes, be they through music, writing, sitting meditation, etc. This past year, I have finally found a few moments of peace amidst the chaos. Baking is the new meditation. There is something so calming about the slow creaming of butter and sugar, the whisking of flours, and the cracking of eggs; the hopeful patience for the finished product. In this blog, I hope to share both my baking successes and failures, and perhaps a few killer pasta recipes as well...
Watch this space.
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I really look forward to reading your blog! I'm right there with you--living in Manhattan can get so stressful, and coming home to a kitchen smelling of delicious foods is oftentimes exactly what I need.
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