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The Little Man

At this moment in my life, and surrounded by other aspiring and competitive actors, it is almost needless to say that I am on a diet. Aren’t we all? Whether it be eating less take out, or cutting out chocolate, or being one of those yoyo dieters like myself, we all seem to be doing something to achieve that photo shopped look. I hate it. I really do! But it unfortunately seems to have become a fact of the 21st century, much like auto tuned music and vegetarian meat (what is that shit?!). The reason I am, and will probably forever continue to be a yoyo dieter, is for one reason, and one reason only; I am a baker. If there is someone out there who bakes as regularly as I and manages to keep to the suffocating restrictions of a diet, please make yourself known. Please tell me HOW IN THE HELL YOU DO IT. It comes down to that guy inside your head saying “now Amanda, you wouldn’t want to waste that last bit of cookie dough would you?” and “the edges of that cake were intended for your mouth, sent personally by the oven gods”. I hate that guy. He is impossible to get rid of!!! They say that we are our own worst enemy…I oppose that argument, saying instead that he, THAT GUY, is. After all, we can’t cry over calories we haven’t eaten, right? I’m sorry, that was bad. But true…

I used to be really good at it actually. I would come home from school at the youthful age of 11 and run straight into the kitchen, open a bag of flour and get cracking. Before long it would be 7pm and all my after school hunger would have been quenched by the sheer fumes wafting from the oven. That was when I was young, and with less room in my head for that little man. Over the summer, when I truly get cracking on my baking (with plans of opening a pop-up shop!!) I expect to gain extreme amounts of weight, and becoming extremely malnourished through my ignorance of all vitamin C that exists in my kitchen. Well that’s in the future, and this is the present. So I will continue my life in the hopes of “throttling” that little man (my new favourite word). If you have any advice, or anything at all to say about this matter, pleeeaaaassse message me!



Turning on the oven

Today is the historic day that I began this blog. Sorry for my arrogance there, but I guess you need to dream big when it comes to popular hobbies like the one I just chose. You see, no one, and I mean NO ONE believes that I will carry through with this blog. I am not exactly what you might call the ‘commitment type’. But baking is something I am seriously passionate about, and I will try my absolute bestest to see this through! I’ve actually been wanting to blog for months now, but just could not find a topic. I considered fashion, but lesbehonest…I am nowhere near intelligent enough in that arena to even begin advising other people on it! Then one day, I was thinking about summer jobs for an unoriginal teenager like myself. I thought; why not go with something I love doing, and run a two-month pop-up bakery! Then it suddenly dawned on me…THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I SHOULD BLOG ABOUT. And that is the story of how I came to be here. I can’t really do much in terms of baking my own stuff, as I am currently at college and sharing one kitchen between some 2000 students in a good ol’ stereotypical dorm building. Needless to say I am not enthusiastic about entering that kitchen anytime soon. I am limited to my microwave and dreams of my kitchen back at home, where I plan to encourage my mother’s despise of me through my absolute consummation of all available kitchen space. I am quite the ‘don’t talk to me when I’m in the kitchen’ type, and will become incredibly frustrated if you decide to breathe my kitchen air or, god forbid, WATCH ME. When I do return home, expect full on daily blogs, but until then I will try my best to make do with my microwave and the money-nabbing supermarket across the road.

What I wish I could do to my microwave...
What I wish I could do to my microwave…THIS IS WHERE THEY BELONG.