I believe I got my love for baking from my mum and my grandma. Growing up there was always something delicious coming from our kitchen and beautiful aromas of baked seasonal fruit, cinnamon, vanilla, cakes, cookies, freshly baked homemade bread were spreading through every corner of our little home. Those times, growing up in ex Yugoslavia, were a modest ones and there weren’t so many candies, sweet treats and varieties of chocolates and ice creams for children but me and my sister never felt any lack of it, our mum made sure that we always had homemade treats at home and those weren’t fancy three-layers naked cakes or the ones with all kinds of cartoon characters made with fondant icing but simple cakes and cookies made with those ‘ordinary’ seasonal ingredients. We loved everything that came from mum’s kitchen and were always peeking into the oven to see what is creating those wonderful smells. Every cake was welcomed with excitement and eaten with pleasure! 🙂
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