A Post a Day in May #9: Sweet kindness
I have pledged to write a new post for this blog every day in May. I came for the cake. I stayed for the kindness. Photo by Calum Lewis on Unsplash I am a fan of The Great British Bake Off. I had heard about it and had watched its Canadian spin-off long before I actually fell down the rabbit hole of Victoria sponges, crispy biscuits and signature challenges that is the essence of the series. I didn’t know either Paul Hollywood or Mary Berry , the two judges — had never heard of either of them, in fact, but I quickly became a fan. I loved the Britishness of the cups of tea on the table, I loved the hugely varied accents with which everyone on the show speaks, and I loved the drama of each segment: Would the mousse meld? Would the bread rise? Would the showstopper actually stop the show? And, in among all that drama, I was delighted by, and became enthralled with, the kindness underlying the competition among the participants. And, m...