Destressing to me would mean to bake or cook.  Call me weird but there’s just something that I can’t explain about being totally engrossed with going about mixing flour and eggs or flipping an egg with the spatula…it gives me the factor that I need to be myself.

So what’s in the oven this time?  Coconut cookies…hahahah, turned out pretty well except for a batch which literally turned black.  I blame the oven for being temperamental…I need to work with an oven that heats up to 180C when I tell it to.  Not go to some flaming hot temperature!  Grrr.

This is just an experiment cos I’ve not worked with coconut before…so will be baking more of this if response is good