The Read Aunt Mzansi

Baking is, for me, therapy. 🧡🧡 I remember how I would travel some 10km+ to ha boKoko when we didn't have an oven stove at home, just so I can bake. Be ke fitlha ke lapile when I had walked all the way mara I needed my fix. There's nothing romantic about walking long distance - get that pART - no matter why. And the dishes after that??? LORD have mercy! 😩😩 And now being able to bake ka hae anytime - and I mean ANYTIME - is such a mood😂😂! Baking has now become more of an escape and addiction. When I'm struggling with my schoolwork - out of frustration - I bake. When motherhood feels a bit too much - I bake. When I get writer's block - I bake. When angry, triggered - I bake. The most absurd is baking when I'm happy because that gets me over-excited and I rattle, my mind has so many tabs open and I can't even keep up, nevermind those I live with.😂😂 🖤🖤 What I appreciate though, ke ho ithuta and experimenting with different recipes.🙌🏼🙌🏼 And learning that...