Bake & Destroy!
Way back when I was just a mini baker and destroyer, I was my mama’s official ingredient-dumper-inner and spoon licker extraordinaire. She taught me the fundamentals of baking- always level your dry ingredients when measuring, and crack your eggs in a separate bowl in case there’s blood in them. For real, that happened once, it was sick.
Then a bunch of other stuff happened. I got into metal and punk rock, turned 13, got made fun of in high school, moved away, went to college, started working in an Italian bakery, dropped out, waited tables, had a baby, started this blog, got married, and went back to school.
My mom and my bosses at the bakery taught me a lot about the science of baking, but punk rock taught me to make it my own. I am constantly inspired by song titles, bands I love and the people in those bands who I consider my heroes. I hope, if nothing else, people who read Bake & Destroy find a way to make baking, cooking and creating their own as well. The world is your cupcake, dudes! So make it rad.
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our tattoos on our left arms are similiar. stars and dots included.
Very possible- you married a tattooer and I dated one for a few years. My forearms are traditional flash-city.