I’ve been in a bit of a baking rut. I haven’t baked anything since July 2025, and a lot has happened since then.
We sold our house in High River and bought a condo in downtown Calgary. After an hour commute on a good day, closer to an hour and a half in winter, I was ready to be closer to work. We found a place we could put some money into and hopefully get back out, knowing it wasn’t going to be our forever home.
It’s 926 square feet, and we knew it was small going in. What we didn’t fully appreciate was just how small it would feel once we were actually living in it. Three months after we purchased it, and three contractors later, we finally moved in, and the size hits you pretty quickly. There have been some surprises along the way that we didn’t anticipate when we bought. Let’s just say the view from the window has been eventful at times.
The move itself was a frustrating process from start to finish. From tradespeople to professionals we hired along the way, nothing went smoothly, and we ended up finishing a lot of the work ourselves. At every turn, it felt like the people we were counting on just weren’t in our corner.
Losing George was my breaking point. Nothing felt right after he passed. People say he was just a dog, but he was so much more than that to me. He was my little guy, my ride or die. If you ever ordered baking and had it delivered, there’s a good chance George was with me on that drop-off. He was the delivery dog.
I’d be lying if I said I haven’t felt a pang of guilt about the time away, too. I see others doing something similar to what I do here, finding real success with it, and I wonder — if I hadn’t stepped back, would that be me? Would I be partnering with brands I’ve always admired? I know it’s not a helpful thought, but it’s an honest one.
Needless to say, the urge to bake just wasn’t there until this morning.
I asked Kevin what he wanted for breakfast, and instead of his usual scrambled eggs, he said waffles. Out came the KitchenAid, and I got to work. It felt a little awkward at first, like getting back on a bike after a long time away, but by the end I think I found my groove again.
This is a long way of saying: I think I’m back. I won’t be selling my baking anymore — that chapter took a lot out of me, but I will be sharing recipes here, and hopefully with a lot more consistency going forward.
Oh, and the plus sides of condo life? It’s a 30-minute walk to work, there’s a park across the street for Annie (our other chihuahua), and we’re surrounded by great restaurants. We’re making it work for the time being.
Kevin had no idea that his waffle request this morning would end nearly a year of baking silence, but here we are. These are simple, no-fuss waffles, exactly what I needed for my first bake back. I hope you love them as much as we did!
Belgian Waffles
Ingredients
- 2 cups all-purpose flour
- 2 tsp baking powder
- 2 tbsp icing sugar
- 1 tbsp vegetable oil
- 2 cups milk
- 3 eggs seperated
- 2 tsp vanilla extract
- 1 pinch salt
Instructions
- Combine flour, baking powder, icing sugar, oil, milk, and egg yolks in a bowl
- Beat the egg whites, salt and vanilla extract until tehy stand with soft peaks
- fold the batter into the egg white mixture
- Pour 1 cup into your waffle iron, amount depends on the size of your waffle iron
- Repest with the remaining mixture
- Top with your favoruite fruit and whipped cream