My friends know that I am a baker – and a prolific one, at that. Acquaintances know this and, from time to time, even strangers seem to be aware of it when they meet me (friends of friends or acquaintances, no doubt). Because of this, I’m always caught off guard when someone close to me forgets this and exclaims, with heavy disbelief, over the fact that my angel food cake/pie/ice creamis homemade and not store-bought or made with a prepackaged mix.
Cooking and baking both seem to be very trendy these days, with home cooks attempting recreations of elaborate restaurant dishes or exotic “street food” dishes and avidly watching hours of food tv. More often than not people are interested in cooking, even if they’re not doing it on a regular basis. Surely I’m not the only one who has encountered people that are simply unwilling to accept the fact that just because they can’t make it (or don’t try) doesn’t mean that you can’t.
I’ll keep smiling and passing them another slice of cake – homemade, of course – but if you regularly encounter nonbelievers, what do you do to convince someone who believes every dessert comes from a box that yours don’t?