Open Book Cake の小説・ストーリー

The guys pause their actions before Atlas's deep voice fills the room "Yes he likes Medovik and Zephir. Medovik is a a popular layered honey cake and Zephir is like a marshmallow confection sugar treat. He likes the strawberry and chocolate flavored best" "Thank you Atlas. I've made Medovik once before so I'll try that. Please don't mention this to him. I want to surprise him" I tell them with a smile. I earn a bunch of nods and 'okay's' from the guys in the room. Atlas passes me a small blue book with the recipes inside. The only issue is that I don't read or speak Russian. "Uh guys I can't read this" I say while gesturing to the book. After a string of curses from the men, Azriel decides t

Lucus murmured as he flipped through his recipe booklet. When the opening staff came in the next morning, they found a small tally chart and a note that read, "Please help me and vote for your favorite. It's important!" along with four neatly labeled trays of different-flavored cupcakes, all topped with light blue buttercream frosting and a snowflake decoration.

Even the Moon Goddess knew we would be the perfect match. I get to the packhouse, and all the lights are off but Caleb said help myself so I jiggle the handle and the door opens. It feels weird walking inside his home when he isn’t home, but he has given me permission. I walk inside and go into the kitchen. I find a cookbook right away and flip through the pages, finding a chocolate cake recipe. Chocolate was Maddie’s favorite at the compound, and we rarely got it. I open the cookbook and gather each ingredient and the had back for the cottage.

Anya shrugged, sitting cross-legged on the edge of her bed. “I like reading. And drawing. But…” She hesitated, then looked at Penelope with wide eyes. “Do you know how to make cake?” “Cake?” Penelope repeated, smiling. “I love baking. Why?” Anya’s face lit up. “Really? Can you make my favorite? It’s a chocolate-strawberry layer cake. But it has to be perfect!” Penelope leaned closer, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. “Perfect, huh? Well, I’ve been known to make some pretty good cakes in my time. Should we give it a try?”

Kael said, filling a pot with clear water and beginning to ask it riddles in binary. I went for the main event. I decided to bake the Literalizer a cake. A "Cake of Infinite Why." I used the Essence of Déjà Vu, so each step felt familiar yet wrong. I measured flour not by cups, but by the volume of a good secret. I sweetened it not with sugar, but with the anticipation of sugar.

“An apology. I was out of line and made you miss dessert, when that was the whole point of taking you to Bumble by the Sea. It’s their famous honey-lemon blondie.” Her lips twitched into the first genuine smile I’d seen all night, but she didn’t reach for the box. “This is a birthday party. There’s probably going to be cake.” “It won’t be this good.” “Have you been carrying this around for six days?” Curiosity won over skepticism as she took the box, flipping the lid open. The cake bar inside looked unremarkable – just a square of blonde cake with white chocolate and honey drizzled on top – but I hadn’t lied about its reputation.

He was so collected, more mature and accomodating. "He did?" I was surprised that Draks even talks about me with his brother. "He always does..."I am sure my eyes twinkled. "Let's see what it's available then we can use that..." "Good news DanielThere is white sugar, eggs, vanilla extract, flour,baking powder,milk,apples and definitely salt.This is enough to have us a cake..."I placed them on the counter and threw Daniel an apron,"Are you ready?" "It's sounds like hell of an interview..."

But halfway there, something caught my eye. A cake shop. I eased the car to the curb before Allen could ask. The warm light from inside spilled onto the sidewalk, and the smell of butter and sugar hit me the moment I opened the door. Katelyn’s voice came back to me. One of those offhand conversations months ago, when she’d mentioned her favorite cake. A light sponge, layered with cream and fresh strawberries. “Sorry,” the girl behind the counter said when I asked for it. “We sold the last one earlier.”

Roasted chicken, slow cooked pork tenderloin, ribs, steak, the spag that she always eat at least weekly and all the drinks that she might like it is prepared. For the cake I requested a triple layered chocolate cake with a sparklers attached on the side and a candle that 23 is written. Unfortunately I missed her 22nd birthday since I did not made a move immediately. I am a dumbass. We sang happy birthday to her and I literally loose 3 years of my life when she attempted to blow the sparklers. No sparklers on her next birthday. Damn Scott that is his idea. After she blows the candle Blake hands her a wrapped present. She opened it and inside is a sketchpad with various markers and a faber cas

I snapped out of my wandering mind and turned to look at her. Mel was walking towards me with her iPad in her hands. She lowered the screen for me to take a closer look at it. The cake in the picture was white and gold. The steps of the cake where white, but it had a name and an age written on it with golden royal icing. I smiled at the screen, it did look like something Jojo would really love.