Cake Hugs

Hello friends it has been way too long! I have been busy and overloaded with the stuff of life. I hope this post finds you all happy and well fed! Although swamped and often pressed for time, in the past few months I have faithfully kept making biscuits and gravy and many cakes. Cakes are my special thing. Tonight let's talk about cake. Decorating and baking cakes is something I have done for half of my life. I have learned so much and improved immensely in those years. It's really become a passion for me. I keep a social media cake page to share and promote what I make. Occasionally I get a paying customer which is always nice! But mostly I just love doing it. Baking, decorating and sharing that creation with people to celebrate events feels...special. Cakes, they are my hugs.

When my creation is presented at an event; whether I am there or not my intention is that people feel all warm and fuzzy when they taste it. Like you would from a great hug. Hugs are not something I crave very much. But there is one woman I know who just gives the greatest hug. Just a fellow congregation member and friend at my old church. She would hug me every Sunday and it was just so warm and inviting. Her love was evident in that hug. I still visit that church occasionally and hope for that special hug. Maybe someday I will learn to give amazing hugs like that! I am not a natural at giving affection or saying I love you. But when I bake...that's my love. It feels so good to share that love. The downside? Definitely leads to some vulnerability. Therefore I have a confession to make.

Do you ever bring a dish to a party and watch for people to dig into it? Wait to see what the reactions are? I am so guilty of this. If I think about it, it's embarrassing to admit that I sometimes solicit friends for their thoughts on my food! Ugh.... so annoying and a little desperate! And yes, getting any compliment feels amazing. When your cake gets completely eaten up, that is the best feeling. But the point of sharing love is not to receive affirmation that your love was appreciated. So the madness must end! My promise is to stop badgering my friends for thoughts on the taste of my cake. If they want to tell me they will. Baking love, showing love, that is enough. Really I just want to know that people ate my food and felt the love. That they felt that cake hug.