I love my “swirly” bundt pan, but it’s a tad smaller than the average bundt and I always have leftover batter. This may not seem like an issue, but sometimes I don’t want to make extra cupcakes or little cakes. I just want One Big Bundt! So, after dropping a few subtle hints and finally telling my Mom that I was planning a heist and the prize was her Classic Bundt pan… Voila! She told me that one was on it’s way to me! Thanks, Mom! (sometimes, a girl needs to resort to extreme measures)…
A few years ago, my “wish she were my sister” friend Jenni of Pastry Chef Online, started tossing around the idea of this project. The idea was to bring people together through baking and therefore build a community. You know I was game right from the get-go. Firstly, because I would always entertain anything that Jenni wanted to do and secondly, because something like this is right up my alley.
I am a firm believer in connecting with people through food. It is a common denominator. No matter who you are, where you live or what language you speak… We all gather around a table.
It was snowing the day I left Brooklyn. Not a soft, delicate snowfall… It was coming down thick and heavy. Wind blowing almost aggressively, as if it were angry. The sky was the color of pewter and rather ominous looking, the dark-bottomed clouds hung heavy filled with snow.
It felt perfectly appropriate, a perfect fit for my mood. I had more emotions than I knew what to do with. I was on the precipice of yet another move, another life-changing event and I had my doubts. I was terrified, but I stiffened my spine and threw my shoulders back. I had done this more than once in my lifetime and I wasn’t about to back down now. I had lived in New York City for 17 years, anywhere I chose to go would be culture shock… little did I know how true that statement would be.
Sometimes it’s as if people are dropped into your life out of the blue. This is the story of one such person. I was lucky enough to have made a connection with another food blogger and Pastry Chef. We “met” through Facebook & Twitter. Like many other food bloggers, we are on each others pages. We offer support, ask questions and weigh in on life-altering discussions about butter and how best to photograph one’s creations.
During the course of a few months, we discovered how very much alike we are… although she is definitely the nicer one. She has become my “Sissy” and this happened the day I met her in person….