Baking for a Cure

After a depressing few days in San Francisco I encountered something that I have found to be true many times in my short life. Job hunting is perhaps one of the most self deprecating activities one can do. Speaking with a friend who has similar qualifications to me we questioned that if, highly educated, generally optimistic, and driven women can find it depressing to search for a job what does everyone else feel? When I apply for a job that, on paper, I have all the qualifications for and still do not receive it, what does that mean? Should I, in fact listen to some and apply for Starbucks and Whole foods? Or should I trudge on, sleeping on couches and at my parents waiting for the golden ticket to appear.

Well on my three hour drive home, I was trying to think of activities I could engage in to pep myself up, when I thought, "I love cooking. I should make cookies." Thankfully, in that same moment I knew that eating them would not making me happy. So I decided to start thinking of people I could make them for. First I thought of the Senior home down the street, second the Juvenile hall kids, third...Third I thought of a fundraiser my friend Olivia does. She makes cookies to raise money for a Children's Caner Research foundation.

So that's what I am embarking on momentarily. I am going to Bake for a Cure. I am going to bake Holiday goods on order for holiday parties. Breads, Cakes, pies, cookies. All for the betterment of the holiday party and for the children who deserve to be well for Christmas. I always love having home baked goods at parties but so many people have little time, or cooking self esteem to make those wonderful gingerbread cookies, Challah, or Pecan pie. I love making them and have lots of time.

So spread the word my new meaningful job is to help make the holiday's a little brighter through what I know best, cooking.