I love to cook because if I mess up a recipe, I can always somehow make it right. Ok, usually, not always. Baking is too precise. Anyhow, I bought a nut roll today and couldn't wait to get home and sit down w/a cup of decaf and enjoy it. Yuk! It was like biting into sawdust. So I thought I'd spread some butter on it and nuke it for a few seconds. Now it takes like warm, buttery sawdust. I guess I'm spoiled on my late sister Dorothy's nut roll which she made w/black walnuts and jampacked that thing w/nut spread. It didn't need doctoring ever. I've changed my mind, though. I still don't want to learn to bake. I'd rather gritch.