Heart eating true - part 1

I have been collecting baking books for a while, Love the pictures, the idea of following new different foods and then adding your owns exits and create something into the freeway
Why?
With the intention of learning how to cook of course - romantic, good tasting foods - that no one else ( i mean, none other but the owner of the books) knows how to whip up with the hope that i become ... well what this book is titled


A DOMESTIC GODDESS
I love both words
Domestic - every time i hear the word I used to think of domestic violence or

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domestos !-yes the cleaning agent, so toilets basically
but now the word domestic is like a fancy word for rich mansion of love as bread baking enters the living room -
like good food can become your heart
Goddess? - breaking news for me - elegant and twisted with imagination - a woman of creativity and strength - all Iwanted to become
stretch the two together and

I feel like all I want to do is buy flour ,eggs and chocolate and other sweet things and cook recipes wearing a silk gown beautifully interlaced with a family sleeping with magical food cells in their tummys - I might even be doing this at 3 in the morning using only the light of the refrigerator as the reflections shivers of my home made mint and lavender flowers lie on the pearl floor of my happinness

You see - simple things set me to write
even simpler things break me to dream
dreams that are a book, words, cakes, scones and biscuits away

I think of it ... as delightful sugar - just how like faith is delightful sugar - white and sweet

( The above is a sponge cake - filled with custard, strawberries, mango and chocolate - topped with cream and icing sugar)

To be continued..