Longer answer: Because my mom gave me her old Sunbeam Mixmaster (is that right? I'm too lazy to walk to the kitchen to check) with the note that "you have to watch it. you can't just leave it alone." This surprised me, because that is my assumption about mixers! I was not aware that there were any mixers that could be left unsupervised during operation! What a world we live in! What a marvelous future! Having a stand mixer on the counter made me think more frequently about baking things, like chocolate chip cookies. Then I started baking chocolate chip cookies. A lot.
I guess that short answer #2 is "stand mixer."
I make excellent chocolate chip cookies now, I barely have to look at the recipe. By the way, Maida Heatter is a wonderful cookbook author, at least for desserts. I've read about a third of her cake book, and I don't even have any interest in baking cakes. I just enjoy reading her cake-related writing. For a while, I was making a couple batches of cookies each month, which was excessive, but it was a pleasant and delicious hobby, and cookies make thoughtful-seeming presents. They aren't actually thoughtful when you're compulsively baking for reasons you don't fully understand and you don't want to eat four dozen cookies every week, but they seem that way!
Now I've been made aware of quickbreads (two words? quick breads?), starting with this recipe.
|Pretty delicious, actually.|
People are surprisingly impressed by baked goods. I don't know why this is, though it's probably one of those "you have the luxury to take the time to bake things sometimes. Good for you" sorts of situations. When I started typing this I was thinking "maybe people think baking is hard and they are impressed because they don't think they can do it," but now I suspect it's more "Oh of course, you childless single person with copious amounts of time spent alone, of course you bake."
So that's a rundown on my thoughts about baking. Because it's a pleasant way to pass the time, it's not very expensive, it makes the house smell nice, it makes me feel like my kitchen appliances are justifying the counter space they use, and when it's all over, I get to eat something I made. Or at least look appreciatively at something I made, and then wrap it up to give to someone else as a "thoughtful" present.