Quotes About Baking

Ye gods! But you're not standing around holding it by the hand all this time. No. [...] [T]he dough takes care of itself. [...] While you cannot speed up the process, you can slow it down at any point by setting the dough in a cooler place [...] then continue where you left off, when you are ready to do so. In other words, you are the boss of that dough.

She hadn't bothered to go to bed, since Tuesday was one of the days on which she rose before dawn to bake brioche, scones, cinnamon rolls, and- Tuesdays only- a coffee cake rich with cardamom, orange zest, and grated gingerroot: a cunningly savory sweet that left her work kitchen smelling like a fine Indian restaurant, a brief invigorating change from the happily married scents of butter, vanilla, and sugar (the fragrance, to Greenie, of ordinary life).

shop-bought cakes are a sign of sluttish housewifery.

I was not a classic mother. But my kids were never palmed off to boarding school. So, I didn't bake cookies. You can buy cookies, but you can't buy love.

I tried to bake a cake for my mother's birthday - it took me four hours. It was terrible, and I cried for three days.

No yoga exercise, no meditation in a chapel filled with music will rid you of your blues better than the humble task of making your own bread.

There is no chiropractic treatment, no Yoga exercise, no hour of meditation in a music-throbbing chapel, that will leave you emptier of bad thoughts than this homely ceremony of making bread.

Raising children is like making biscuits: it is as easy to raise a big batch as one, while you have your hands in the dough.

But I was beginning to feel like it all fit together, the same way everything in the bowl ends up in the bisquits, as Amma would say.

He that will have a cake out of the wheat must tarry the grinding.

if she be ignorant of the nature of flour, yeast, malt, and hops, what is she good for?

As soon as I got the baguette outside, I'd pinch off the crusty end—le quignon

croissant ordinaire, made with margarine, rather than a croissant au beurre.

Stress cannot exist in the presence of a pie.

No matter what the recipe, any baker can do wonders in the kitchen with some good ingredients and an upbeat attitude!

I like the idea of baking. I'd like to be good at it. But I feel like I'm young and one day I can be.

There's one thing that's really great about waking up early, and it's not jogging or greeting the day - it's just that that's when they make doughnuts.

My dad actually makes the best cookies. My mum is great baker, too, but doesn't share them - it's tantalising! Luckily for me though, my dad shares his!

Happiness is baking cookies. Happiness is giving them away. And serving them, and eating them, talking about them, reading and writing about them, thinking about them, and sharing them with you.

Good apple pies are a considerable part of our domestic happiness.

Do not, as you value the health and happiness of those who sit at your table, place before them hot leavened bread or biscuit.

Christmas cookies can't help but be retro - they are memory first, sugar-flour-egg-redhot-gumdrop-sparkle reality second.

I use nothing but the best ingredients. My cookies are always baked fresh. I price cookies so that you cannot make them at home for any less. And I still give cookies away.

There's such a buildup of crud in my oven, there's only room to bake a single cupcake.