My relationship with baking is similar to meeting a good old friend after a long break. I have childhood memories
of mom's baked goodies. She would bake buns, cookies and cakes. I still
remember mom's lemon cake aroma gradually enveloping the whole house. We would
just wait till the oven bell rings to grab and eat.
Few years later, I started baking and
became an avid baker of eggless cakes. But when we started moving, we never
wanted to incur additional expense to buy an oven. However here I got an
inbuilt oven in the kitchen. Its only been 3 months since I started baking, but
I already feel like I cannot cook without an oven.
