Sometimes I wish I could just spend my days baking. There is something so calming about being in the kitchen. It's been fun to cook these past two weeks as I empty out my cupboards. Now I am wishing I had had the foresight to buy chocolate chips so I could use the rest of my butter. I may just have to get creative or just leave the butter behind. Seems silly to put in my luggage.
Speaking of food, I don't believe that I have really prepared myself for the dismal produce that awaits me. As I was at the farmers market today, I was wishing that I had the space for a box of fresh produce to take home. Alas, it will be enough of a schelp to the airport with my stuff. I don't need to add to it.
