Last October 2, 2010 I have recently enrolled myself in a baking class. Although the school has some fancy name for it I would just keep it as simple as that. A baking class. Why a baking class? Why not follow my mother’s footsteps and take up culinary class. My initial reason was simple, to get more value for our money, my mom will concentrate on the culinary class while I take the baking class. We can then just teach each other what we have learned. Simple right?
But last Sunday as I was making cookies from the box, I have realized one thing. That growing up I have learned to cook relying only on my senses. No measuring cups or spoons, only knowing that a little splash of this or a handful of that can do the trick. This method worked so well within my family, that it sometimes baffles friends when they see our family recipes as pieces of paper with only the ingredients listed and no measurements. This method that I grew accustomed to is a big no-no in baking.
In baking precise measurements and accuracy is a must, where everything must have the proper ratio. Where I must re-learn what I know about the kitchen, because my method of throw this and that in the pot would not do.
Now I have decided to create a blog to document my journey, the ups and downs, the struggles and hopefully victories of my six months of baking adventure.
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