Hobby show - When I saw this topic, I was like, ha, easy peasy lemon squeezy!   Hobbies, I have tons!  Ideas quickly generated through my mind.  All I need to do is to pick one and brag about it. Consider it, mission complete! 

But the ideal is rich, and the reality is bony.  Here I am, staring at my screen and I have nothing.  What hobby is worth talking about? Reading about?  Writing about?  Traveling?  Sports?  Like skiing, weight-lifting, dancing, or yoga?  Playing the piano?  Oh my god, I have to face the bloody truth: I have nothing that I excel at, and everything is a 3 minute rush!  How lame!

After scrambling around a while, I finally decided on something – cooking!  Oh, gosh, I have no idea how to start.  Such an old cliché, I started cooking when I went abroad, by myself, and have to feed myself something (neither raw, nor poisonous), from easy- to-fix meals, such as a salad and sandwich, to more complicated dishes when I got married and had a kid.  This cooking experience naturally evolved from being an amateur cook to becoming a “professional chef” with love.  Practice makes excellence, and this is so true. Over time I developed interest in baking.  I would hide myself in the kitchen with flour, sugar, chocolate, baking powder, and baking soda.  Have fun in my little LaLa land.  Small miracles appear - cakes, cookies, and bread, biscotti, brownie etc.  Ta-da, here you go, some mouth-watering pics to comfort the craving, oh man, I am hungry!!