White chocolate brownies, recipe for heavy winter

brownies © mic dejun de bucuresti

I care so much about people that it often hurts. Yet again, this is what makes me be me so trusting people less would mean changing who I am into someone I wouldn’t really like that much. Baking for others calms me down, makes me a better person. Sharing is caring, isn’t it? Even though I learned that sharing too much is never a good idea.

There’s a milion things one cannot control. There’s unpredictable snow, there’s unpredictable mistakes, changes of a plan and so forth and so on. Yet when you bake something, even when you make that recipe for the first time, it’s you again, doing something you love, knowing that the dough will rise and the crust will turn golden.

I don’t like these small certainties because they offer the impression of mere control, but because this means living. Drinking tea while doing nothing else but drinking tea. When thinking about other people, when trying to figure out what you already know cannot be figured out, baking is that one break you need from your thoughts. And then something good comes up from all this and it’s you again, sharing brownies with people, smiling, knowing that in 10 years from now you’d enjoy doing the same thing. Sharing.

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