I’m not what you’d call a baker.

Meticulous measurements are not my thing. I’ve been known to “wing it” when it comes to cookies and the like. This is where you pick out a recipe and use it as a very loose guideline. It usually involves extra cinnamon and way too many chocolate chips. Perhaps this stems from my distaste for word problems or anything math. Or, perhaps it goes back to my inherent distaste for being told what to do.  As a child, I once willfully poked a fork into my eye, simply because my mother told me not to. I wore this misdeed in the form of an eye patch for a few weeks while the puncture wounds from the tines healed. Not kidding. […]