I had to draw the line when the lady from the chinese restaurant, after hearing my voice and my same-as-always-order, told me my address before I told it to her. That was before she asked for my phone number.
I mean, I cook and bake and post in a food blog. What was going on in my kitchen? When did I stop cooking for myself? I guess somewhere along a furiously hectic and changing work weeks together with my choice of baked goodies, which let´s face it, are what I choose given the chance.
I love to bake for pleasure but I mostly cook to eat. As in bake sweet or yeasty things vs. cook savory dishes to actually feed myself.