Coffe and cakes, anyone?

Coffee and warm cakes are my weakness. Especially when the cakes have been baked at home and are fresh out of the oven. Heaven is a mug of coffee and some bitter cake. It is often the one item that I crave for while trekking. The temperature is right and so is the ambiance and after a long tiring day walking, eating the same food, a slice of cake seems most rewarding. I often have to make do with chocolates instead :).

To me, baking is a form of art which is perfected with love. The creation of something solid and real out of a liquid mould fascinates me. Its almost like bringing life into something. Yup, I can be pretty passionate about baking!. Adding this, mixing that, experimenting with shapes, colours and flavours – its is creation at its best! Every fold and whip helps to bring the final form together.

The icing on the cake is when it turns to be visually perfect – well risen, with no odd spillovers. At home, I can spend almost an entire day baking..Of course, in this calorie and health obsesses world, it is not the wisest idea. For now, a rum cake awaits me.

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About Namita

A melange of colors, just like the rainbow. Sometimes, as bright as the yellow sun, brimming with energy. Then driven by the passion of red to pursue my dreams. Calm like the clear blue skies and playful like streaks of violets. I am a collection of stories, each different and yet the same. I am simple in my complexities and something in my nothingness. For my bread and butter, I am a reflexologist – a profession which is more than just a job, it is my passion. When I am not busy in conversation with the feet, I potter around with my camera lens, indulge in good music and snuggle in with my books. And when my energies begin running low, nothing perks me more than traveling to unknown places, meeting all sorts of people and exchanging tall stories. I am a founding trustee of the Uday Public Charitable Trust that hopes to provide the gift of education to children of martyred soldiers and also other deserving children. It is a cause close to my heart. My gypsy heart cannot sit still and I must always move, explore…The mountains call out ever so often and I am off with my backpack. Trek, trek, trek…I want to push my limits always..rediscover my fears and move forward with my strengths. i love myself and my life, I must be god’s favorite child . With much to do and much to see, i am on the brink of another journey, always.
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One Response to Coffe and cakes, anyone?

  1. Meenu says:

    I relate to that completely….the joy of baking!

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