If today's mood was a food it would certainly be black coffee. Dark, muddy, bitter- a bottomless cup of black coffee. So in an effort to lighten my black coffee mood I am baking. Chocolate dipped coconut macaroons. I don't know what it is about baking that I find so therapeutic, maybe it's the soothing repetition of stirring and mixing? Maybe it's the sweet and comforting aromas? Maybe it's the act of creating something?
My Baking Prayer: Let me be as frothy, light, and frivolous as beaten egg whites. As rich and smooth as melted chocolate. As sweet and versatile as shredded coconut.