Tuesday, 24 September 2013

Suffering from not knowing

You all know by now I am not one to commit and hence I leave you in the dark so very often so what's new in the life of me:

Very little. I have no news of great importance to delight you with but instead I have other people's great words on my mind.

I love TED talks - they enrich my life and they educate in an entertaining and professional manner that never ceases to amaze and inspire. It's my little slice of intellect in what usually is a world filled with icing, food and useless material goods.

I have to say that my favourite is the great Ken Robinson. He is somewhat of a TED talk legend and a man whose public speaking shines and his words have inspired me to no end.

He's funny, intelligent, engaging, a storyteller and one hell of a speaker (oh and did I mention he's English?)

If you are ever in need of some educational inspiration watch these.

I've re-watched these videos several times, each time with a different perspective. Sometimes he makes me want to be a teacher, other times he sways me to be some great and new public servant who changes the education system for the better and other times he just makes me smile, knowing there is brightness and intelligence among us, knowing that there are people who want to make a difference, who aren't afraid to push boundaries and change social norms.

I'm suffering from not knowing what I want to be, I'm at a loss, still trying to find my happy ending and still trying to work out my strengths but Ken Robinson, he inspires me, just like so many people in this world.

If there is anything he has taught me it is this: do whatever it takes to find your passion and pursue it. The trouble is I don't think I've found it yet. But he tells me that life isn't linear and that there is no right way to go about it.

I'll leave you with this quote to ponder on:

“For most of us the problem isn’t that we aim too high and fail - it’s just the opposite - we aim too low and succeed.” 

Tuesday, 10 September 2013

When it all goes wrong

I will be the first to admit most of my faults and I have my share.

I am also prone to crumbling under baking pressure.

It happened only a few days ago.

Baking for special occasions, friends and family places this invisible weight on my shoulders and suddenly I have to worry about a whole new factor. I call it pressure baking.

For some very silly reason I fall trap to this overwhelming need to please and to get it right and in all that concentration, I lose concentration. I fall victim to mistakes and suddenly a cake that I have tried and tested becomes a mess of great proportions.

When people don't understand how all those contestants on Masterchef, My Kitchen Rules etc can screw up a dish that they have been cooking since infancy I say to them - why don't you try it. It's because we want it to be perfect and life throws a curve ball at you and something that is second nature becomes a world of nightmarish failure.

But I know we can all work on it - so here's to not falling under the pressure, here's to taking it easy, it's what you love to do, so just do it, don't over think it, don't cry over spilt milk and pick yourself up and get back to those beaters.


Tuesday, 3 September 2013

TT: Why Baking?

So this hobby is really growing.

I'm buying special tools from cake stores, I'm constantly reading recipes and I'm finding myself baking almost everyday.

It is so soothing. Baking is to me, what writing was to Jane Austen. It takes me to a place I wish I could be more often - a place of complete solitude. I'm sure I've mentioned it before, I'm sure my enthusiasm for food has not gone astray and I'm most definitely certain that you, dear reader know that I would indeed make love to food if I could.

I wish I had more time and opportunity to cook savoury dishes, it's a whole different world to eggs, milk and sugar. I wish I could cook my dad's recipe, I wish I had the chance to learn from my grandparents. Sadly, setting that time to do so deems difficult. I hope I don't loose interest and I hope I only continue to grow, just I would hope for another aspects of my little life.

So for now I'm sticking to my baking guns and I'm learning each step of the way. I'm not shy admit that I have made my fair share of mistakes and experiments have often turned into a world far from perfect but in the end I enjoy doing it. Maybe baking is a potential profession? But then again, maybe it is just a hobby. I'm certainly not creative enough to think up my own ridiculous concoctions that actually work and taste good. So for now, let me be a home baker, let me spend my dough on dough attachments and let me continue to show love the only way I really know how.

I'm watching rather be-latedely The Great British Bake Off for Comic Relief - yes, that's correct, Bake off with English comedians! Ed Byrne said "Baking is the closest humans get to witchcraft" - I think he's absolutely right. Baking is magic, mix ingredients together and wake in heat and 15 minutes later you've got a deliciously edible being, it's pure delight.

This Friday is set aside for pure hour by hour slaving over cream, chocolate and layers. I'm baking two birthday cakes and I'm challenging everything I have in me to get them done in time. Don't worry, I've practiced, so fingers crossed I don't serve up a leaning tower of Pisa to my family.

See you in three sleeps.