Good afternoon, friends and neighbors.
I am a cook. More specifically, I am a baker- or pastry cook, as one of my previous job titles went.
I am also, by virtue of being born in the late 80s, a member of that currently-most-accursed of demographics… a millennial.
And things are getting real out here, folks.
“… Millennial!”
Good evening, friends and neighbors.
We cooks exist outside of our natural habitat, you know.
We can breathe atmospheric air, are generally harmless unless provoked, and can even function in polite society.
Not necessarily that we LIKE it, of course… but we can.
Good evening, friends and neighbors! I hope everyone had a great New Year, and is ready to get 2019 going…
…because 2019 sure is.
Good evening, friends and neighbors!
It’s probably a good thing that I’m trying to work my way into being a writer as well as a baker. Since I was a kid, I always loved telling stories.
About anything that I happened to find interesting.
Whether people were interested or not.
Storytelling came to me early. “Reading an audience” took some practice and development.
That’s not a bad way to develop though. Too many people get brought up being taught to rein back something that they never know the true power of, and consequently, NEVER learn its power or are afraid of sharing it when they do.
Passion, after all, is very powerful.
It’s beautiful, dangerous, infectious… and lets us be alive.
Good afternoon, friends and neighbors!
I apologize about the lack of a blog this past Sunday- with the oncoming holiday and big shuffles in the professional and personal worlds, I needed to step back for a bit and address some other stuff.
It’s hard to decide what I dislike more- days when I don’t write, or days when I don’t feel like I write enough/ well.
In the end, no matter what it is or how much, the important thing is doing it- whatever you do.
The Black Hat Baker 