I enjoy reading but I never seem to have time to devote to it. When I try to read fiction before bed I always fall sleep. It isn’t that the book is boring, I am just tired and when I hit the pillow I am programmed to fall immediately to sleep. Most of my reading is magazines. I love National Geographic: good articles, great photos! I also enjoy any food magazine. So as you may be able to guess I’m more of a nonfiction kind of gal. Over the summer I picked up Baking Boot Camp just to flip though a few pages while waiting for The Husband to pick out some sort of man thing. I ended up buying the book because I loved the premise so much. The author went to a 5 day baking course at the CIA: Culinary Institute of America, not the other one. The book consists of the story of what they did each day, how she felt and what she learned and then there are the recipes and actual lessons. As I sat devouring the book on my first read through I made a plan. I was going to try baking the lessons from the book, not all of them, just the ones that I really wanted to learn. Croissants I’m looking at you. Well I haven’t had any time what with The Parents needs and The Hive incident but the weather has turned colder and the weekends are full of cub scout events that are just for the menfolk so I may be able to squeeze in a recipe or two. So that’s the plan: bake fattening baked goods that I’ve never made before. How can that be a bad thing.