I bake when I’m stressed. I bake because it makes people happy. I bake because I love it. I will bake to prove I am better at it. Baking gives me a sense of pride; it’s something I’m good at.
I showed up to a new semester of class and somehow my baking skills got brought up. Everyone was talking about my strawberry pie; I will be making that again soon. About the food I use to bring into class.
Showing up to class, to work, or to someone’s house with homemade cookies or a pie makes people feel good. It’s the same with sending cards. I send cards for many occasions because people like to get mail; people like mail that isn’t bills even better. With email and the Internet though, people don’t send cards as much. I’m one of the only people I know who sends card. Christmas cards, birthday cards, valentine’s cards, thank you cards, I’ve even been known to send thank you cards to people who come over and eat a dinner I cook.
The main reason I cook and bake is to make people happy. Chocolate chip cookies are ready for class as I write this.
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