It is really comforting in the kitchen

For the longest time, I've been putting off learning how to bake. That's for reasons like I'm scared to try, I might fail (hence, scared to try), and if I fail, everything will go to waste (so, I am scared to try). I still remember that one December day when I was I think 10, our family was invited over to my dad's boss' house and his boss has a daughter who made the best oatmeal cookies I've ever tasted. And from that time, my mom hasn't stopped nagging me to start baking. She has this huge plan for me, foreseeing that one day (and since being the only girl in the family), I will be baking all kinds of good stuff like cookies and cakes, which we can share with relatives on family reunions. But years and years passed and now I am turning 25 (oh, good God!) and it is only now that I have taken up all the courage I have to venture into baking.

A few weeks back, my 1st baking attempt wasn't bad at all. I started with making muffins, which didn't need a mixer or that too complex ingredients. So that took away a little fear. Yesterday, I tried making panna cotta which didn't taste half as bad, either.

We had home-made pancakes for breakfast yesterday. I couldn't believe I made something out of raw ingredients like flour, egg, milk, baking powder and baking soda.



After I mixed everything in the stainless bowl I bought weeks ago just for the muffin-making debut, I was praying really hard that it will turn out fine. Otherwise, we will be defaulted back to cereal, which makes me sick now. When the pancakes were slowly taking form in the non-stick pan, I felt relieved. I flipped it out of the pan and into our plates. And God, it was light and tasted heavenly! I was really please with the result so we enjoyed it with butter and some maple syrup and with kiwi fruit on the side.

yes, that white little thing on the side is whipped cream! :)