Whilst on abstinence, I became a baking fiend - bread, muffins, cakes, cookies, you name it. My family loved me! I became quite concerned with this slavish need to fill everyone around me with sugar laden goodies whilst watching them eat with undisguised lasciviousness. I had a friend 'diagnose' me with "feeder syndrome" - you know those strange men who feed their girlfriends like foie gras geese until they are so obese they can't move! Charming!
Now I'm on Route to Management, the urge to bake has left me but my son remembers that time with fondness!
P.S. I didn't cheat once!
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