a [burning] passion

Waking up this morning to the bitter cold beyond my covers, I decided I would make homemade cupcakes when I got home from work (just vanilla with mascarpone vanilla icing).  After a long day at the office, I went to the grocery store, got all of my ingredients, drove home and got to work.  I was so immersed in mixing and pouring that I didn’t even eat dinner.  Finally, after what seemed like 9 hours, the batter was ready.  I scooped the perfect size every time (only thanks to my ice cream scooper) and opened the oven.  The moment the heat from the fiery vault licked my face, I felt a burning sensation on my finger.  My hand jerked back and my wrist ended up getting burned.  Even though it hurt like the dickens, I didn’t want my cupcake experience to be ruined.  Usually I would get angry and abandon my efforts of divine baking but not today.  You see, I have a new obsession with owning a cupcake shop someday and I’m trying to become the best cupcake maker alive (or at least a pretty decent one).  There aren’t many things I would get burned for but cupcakes are one of them.  So I ask you this: 

What hobby do you have a “burning” passion for?

They were pretty good :~)