Lately I’ve been really getting into baking. I used to think I was absolutely terrible at it since I could never make the mixes you buy at the store right. Turns out I just needed to make stuff from scratch instead. After my cousin died we somehow got talking about how much his siblings loved zucchini bread so I was determined to make it for them. I checked out some recipes online to get an idea of measurements then dove in head first, as usual, and it came out AMAZING. They’ve been bugging me for it since.
So I told them to get together a few bucks so I could buy the stuff I needed to make it and now I have like seven small zucchinis waiting for me in the fridge. If I’m estimating right, that should be enough for around six loaves, maybe five - they like extra zucchini in it.
But it doesn’t stop there. I’ve been hunting down all the cans of pumpkin we have around the house that never get used and now I’m looking at stuff to do with that. It kind of feels more like a science experiment than cooking does. If you’re missing something or add too much or too little of something, things won’t turn out right. Where as cooking seems more like art. There isn’t exactly a ‘right’ or a ‘wrong’. You don’t need to follow an exact recipe and you can replace things or cut them out completely as you see fit.
I don’t know. The more and more I think about it, the more I’m actually considering going to culinary school at some point. I mean, why not? It would give me something to fall back on and I’ve always wanted that.