However, instead of doing all of the things I planned on doing... I baked a cake. A cake that consisted of two layers, and several minor components such as chocolate truffles and a thick coffee cream. Why? Because I was in a mood to bake something when I got up this morning, and this particular cake happens to be my mothers favourite.
|One Coffee, Chocolate & Hazelnut Cake - The result of an entire days labour and care.|
It almost seemed a pity to eat it, considering the effort put into it. My dad joked that we should have sealed it with a protective varnish and kept it forever.
Oh well, at least it was delicious.