How often as a woman
Do we bake for just ourselves?
Dreaming of biscuits and taking ingredients from the shelves
Piling them in a bowl with a smiling sort of hum
And mixing them together
Before
Sliding them out, all warm and crispy brown
Heavenly scented, a little treat
Made just for ourselves
With love
*how often? We grab stuff while we’re shopping, label it silently, label ourselves as we scoff it down between tasks.
Steve’s away. Since my love of cooking has been reignited with a thermomix I have simply continued cooking everything S I normally would. But just for myself. Fresh loaves of bread every few days. Hearty soups and today a batch of Anzac biscuits – just because I felt like some.
Cooking for one, especially when it’s just me is something that I never did before. We get so burnt from looking after everyone else that it’s nice to have the break
Or so we tell ourselves. I love my home made yogurt. Home made granola and everything else. It feels like I’m spoiling myself and I have to admit – I love it.
