When my husband was in Iraq, I spent a lot of time in the kitchen. When I'm stressed, I bake or cook. I baked a lot during those 12 months. My husband had a ton of responsibility and I had so much I was involved in, that it seemed anxiety was part of my personality. After he was injured half way through the deployment, I baked even more. I can't keep baked goods in this house because I'll eat them. So, I'd bake, and I'd take everything up to the Soldiers who were part of the rear detachment. They loved to see me come in.
I'm going to share my humble kitchen with you here.