Baking of cakes and other baked goods, lovely aromas wafting from the kitchen to all areas of the home, and family heading for the kitchen to sample the cook's art.
Victoria Sponge cakes, chocolate cakes, coffee and walnut cakes, lemon sponge cake, fruit cake, pound cake, not to mention cupcakes, muffins or jam tarts, fruit scones, cheese scones, drop scones, treacle scones, pancakes; then biscuits, breads, buns, croissants........oh the list is endless.
Doesn't that make your mouth water, the merest mention of such delicious foods, the thought of sitting down, munching on a favourite item, scooping up all the crumbs and sitting back to savour that mouthful of heaven you've just consumed.
Marvellous....and not just the eating and sampling but also the making and baking, the weighing up, the sifting, the stirring, the creaming, the beating, folding in and the careful scraping up of the soft, moist mixture in your ready prepared tin, lined with parchment paper, greaseproof paper or silicone paper, and putting the whole into the waiting oven. Timer in hand, oven cloth ready and waiting and your cooling trays poised on the kitchen worktop, earnestly standing by for its precious cargo.
Scrumptious tea times, sumptuous suppers, splendid breakfasts, lovely luncheons and elevenses, even handy grabs during the day by hungry kith and kin!
Is there not a time and place where such deliciousness is not appropriate to the hour and occasion, where the cook or baker's art is not more highly prized or where the delivery of such bliss is not more longingly discovered than in one own's home kitchen, when the family is expected back and the place ripe for happy and glorious devouring?
And now I'm more hungry than I ought to be and I'm off to the kitchen to whip up a few blueberry drop scones!
Toodle loo.......
Daisy
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