Baking is not a usual thing for an Asian who only eats rice and noodle all her life. Plus, she does not know how to cook.
First, a tremendous amount of motivation was summoned in a forgetful and chaotic weekend, when I decided to break my norm and try something “dangerous”.
I have never used a gas baking stove before. This added up the anxiety with the fact that my finger was burnt once when I played with my American friend’s stove in her house.
In Vietnam, we walk out on the street, and the bread stands are there. We spend about 20 cents to 7…
