Humility alert: My work colleagues love me. Not because I work hard or because I'm the smartest cookie on the plate (both of which I do/am, of course!), but because I bake. I bake lots. I bake at least once a week. If I don't bake, they start to wonder what's wrong with me. And their blood sugar levels start to collectively drop and they get the shakes, so I run home and whip up something to restore them.