occ cookies

'Mama...' I heard Saffron start as her eyes lit up with delight at the sight of freshly baked cookies on a cooling rack on our dining coffee table.

' didn't bake anything for our afternoon snack in a loooong time' she continued.

She was right. Living in this cold 'cave' had taken away my desire to spend quality time in the kitchen enjoying and exploring my passion for baking. I then promised my children there will be more baking in our next place.