If a fourteen-year-old can do it, why can’t I?

Check out this awesome baking blog from fourteen-year-old Adriana Smith.  In her “About Me,” she says,

Hi! My name is Adriana.

I’m 13, 14 years old, and I love to bake.

Adriana's Pretzels

And she’s a girl after my own English major’s heart.  She incorporates her own poetry (fixed form, no less!) into her baking.  In A Sonnet for My Pretzels, she writes,

No snow is more striking than your pale flesh,
Your white flecked skin, and tan limbs embracing.
The cold fragrance of dew at dawn is fresh,
But your perfume appealing, comforting.

Meant to be savored, like an idea,
You know no boundaries to your delect:
Crisp exterior to soft euphoria.
You smile, showing me- you, I can’t reject.

Enthralling me, you’ve accomplished a feat,
If your skin be rough, then the devil is blessed.
Nothing compares to you blushing in heat;
Rising from the shallowest of depths.

You’ve entered my life a short while ago,
And now that you are here, you cannot go.