I remember baking and cooking from a young age. I always enjoyed watching my mother or god mother bake. Their baked treats were the highlight of Thanksgiving and Christmas. My mom would begin baking for the holidays in late September, early October to ensure she had enough for my 7 brothers and I and any other relatives that decided to drop in for the holiday meals. Those were and still are awesome times.
Over the years I grew to love baking as much as my mother and aunts do. After I moved away from home, I often thought about starting a bakery, but didn't really have anyone that loved baking as much as I did. Now I have a wonderful man that loves it as much as I do.
But that's a different chapter. :)