Finding My Love for Baking

I grew up in Kansas, eating some of the most wonderful baked goods. My grandmother’s strawberry rhubarb pie was always my favorite. And while I was very interested in eating all of these delicious baked goods, I was completely uninterested in actually doing any baking as a kid. It wasn’t until college that my love for baking blossomed.

My first bake was the chocolate chip cookie recipe from the back of the bag. I distinctly remember using the big tub of margarine as the butter in the recipe because I truly did not know the difference. I also remember firmly packing as much flour as I could fit into my measuring cup. Looking back at these mistakes reminds me of how much a recipe assumes you already know.