When I was about nine, my Mom quickly figured out that I was better at baking than she was, I'd been helping her cook since I was about 4, so I officially took over all the baking for the family. Plus I liked doing and my mother didn't like cooking. I'd go nuts at Christmas making Christmas cake, two kinds of shortbread, stoelen, and then every year I'd also try a completely new desert from somewhere around the world. I don't do much baking now, single, no close family, usually spend the holiday with friends & they always have so much food, anything I'd do would be redundant.

But whenever I go out to visit my brother, I get asked to bake all his favourite deserts. I tend to go out there for Easter, so I tend to bake Easter deserts, plus stock up his freezer with cookies and butter tarts. But the main thing I absolutely have to make is Oatmeal rolls. They're my great grandmother's recipe and dead simple to make & he loves them. I've offered to teach his wife to make them multiple times, but I think she's afraid of making bread with yeast, so I'm pretty much guaranteed a day of baking when I go out there. It's actually kind of fun.

--splitimage