Although I am a terrible cook, I am a pretty good baker. And, while cooking scares me, I actually enjoy baking. Mostly because I enjoy sugar and fats. But also because I find baking – in small amounts, mind you – to be a relaxing, fulfilling activity. The Great Experiment has allowed me more time and energy to devote to baking. A little too much time, perhaps, as I've found myself itching to bake cookies whenever I happen to be bored. And, while I love that our house therefore always smells good and that my family always has access to delicious treats, all this baking has had a few negative side effects: namely, its effect on our sugar and butter bills, and its effect on my waistline. For although I strive to embrace the idea that “Big Is Beautiful”, gaining six pounds in six weeks may be a little extreme.