Mini Greek Yogurt "Cheese" Cakes and Salsa (the dancing kind)

Salsa: My Love for Dance

What does ANYTHING about baking has to do with salsa?

It doesn't really, so if you're not interested scroll down to the recipe below. For them curious folk read on =)

I've always loved dance from the first time I publicly hip hopped at my middle school dance and I got made fun of a little bit but I'll credit that to my friends being impressed ( maybe =S) It's an expression of self that feels natural to me. But after high school what opportunities do you really have to dance. I was never really into the whole clubbing scene. I LOVED the dancing, but the getting drunk and getting stared down or rubbed up on by some random guy (hot or not and most often not) wasn't so appealing.

So when university started, I jumped at the chance to learn salsa! It's a ballroom dance but I think it's one that's used most socially. I love the movement, the structure, the music. It pulses through me and when I dance, there are no other troubles in the world. No school, no family drama, I'm not tired, I just dance. But when school gets busy and personal burdens start to pile up, there's no time for dance. I didn't make time for it for about 2 years and I was always ITCHING to get back into it. Thanks to my salsa talented cuzzie, salsa, like baking, will hopefully never leave my life.

Update: I'm Back! Starting from Square One.

The last post I had was right before I started school and now that the classroom part of school is for the most part over, I'm taking this chance, while there's a lull, to start up baking again. This time hopefully there won't be any extended breaks. This is kind of baking rebirth for me and I want to take a more personal approach to this blog and about how I share my baking.

So what have I been up to these last 2 years?

Besides attempting to kill myself by studying every possible hour of my life aannnd  I've done some growing up.  Two years ago, baking and having a happy relationship with my parents were two mutually exclusive things. I'm happy to say things have changed, I'm no longer driven to be the absolute best, it doesn't exist, now I'm motivated to be the best me. To some people there isn't a difference but to me, it's a world of a difference. It's the difference between being just successful and being happy and successful. It's a world were I can bake and have good relationship with my parents. It's a world that never could've existed previously, that I couldn't even have dreamed was possible. I can't express how much it means to me that I've found a way to have both =D

Square One

So where does square one start for me anyway now?? Square one is finally having a space of my own, where I can bake, experiment and decorate. (Thanks Dad). This is probably the best I can hope for. My parents will always be the kind to scold me about: