Sometimes, I go on these baking kicks, in which a batch of cookies won’t cut it. It’s gotta be a batch or two of cookies, some bars, a loaf of bread, another variety of cookie…you get the idea. Butter. Eggs. Sugar. Sigh.
When it’s all said and done (after I’ve licked spoons before I put them in the dishwasher, scraped out the vestiges of batter in the bottom of bowls, and snitched a couple of spoonfuls of cookie dough) I’m headed straight for Sugar Coma Land. It exists. I promise. Here are the goods:
If only baking were more healthy….Ah, well, it’s therapeutically healthy. Baking is good for the soul. I’m convinced.