Amongst many other things, I am Judit Horvath, the baker. I bake. And I bake a little more. And if there is nothing to do – or too much to do – I bake even more. I don’t know why I love baking the way I do, but I can’t help it. With its sweet, warm fresh products, with its mouthwatering smells, with its always surprising outcomes and all, baking is like a little chunk of heaven on Earth. Fresh, home-made bakes are comforting, reassuring as if they cuddle you from the inside as you are eating them. They can be sexy, old-fashioned, strong, delicate, and those bakes feels like food that do want to make you safe and happy. Eat it warm from the oven, pack it modern and appealing, trasform it to a gift or let it be the ultimate comfort food. Baking has countless faces.
For me baking can represent my entire life: memories of my grandmothers, relationship to my parents, heritage of my childhood, future of my teaching, and giving the purpose to them all, it expresses my love towards my family, my husband. Baking is a timeless pleasure that connects the self to wherever and whoever one desires to be.
The greatest advantage is that once you start baking, you will never be bored or alone any more… “Serve good bread and butter before the meal and all will be well” said Marco Pierre White the Michelin Starred Chef. I believe that once you become a baker ALL WILL BE WELL.