I can hear a little squeak until I go inside.
I'm not sure whether it's about my shoes or the door itself.
Frankly, I do not care.
I am 10 years old and my whole life is to be a child.
What issues do I have?
I've heard the word "stress" but what the hell is it?
Who can identify with that satirically?
My eyes are big while moving toward a large, wooden table.
The table was made a long time ago by my grandfather.
Oh, God how I love my life at that moment.
My whole being is spread on the table ...
Cakes, cookies, pies ....
Everything you can imagine is there.
So is my soul. It is 10 years old and so happy.
So happy that my eyes wanting to jump out to touch you all and say: "Let's bake together with the soul and the happiness!"
Come on, let's start this sweet journey with one of the sweet goodies.
Chocolate Carrot Cake
2 cups AP flour
2 tsp baking soda
2 tsp cinnamon
4 eggs
2 cups sugar
1/2 cup oil
3 cups grated carrot
1 cup walnuts
1/2 cup raisins
1. In a bigger bowl, whisk together eggs, sugar, and oil for about minute or so.
2. In another bowl mix together flour, soda and cinnamon.
3. Add the dry ingredients to the wet mixture and mix for about 2 minutes
4. Add walnuts and raisins.
Grease and flour 13- x 9-inch cake pan.
Bake in centre of 350°F (180°C) oven until cake tester inserted in centre comes out clean.
Cool the cake and then add chocolate icing.
Chocolate icing:
200 gr baking chocolate
2 TBS oil
2 TBS sugar
Slowly heat oil, sugar and chocolate together.
..........
Many years after...
[Harry and Sally discussing orgasms]
Sally Albright: Most women at one time or another have faked it.
Harry Burns: Well, they haven't faked it with me.
Sally Albright: How do you know?
Harry Burns: Because I know.
Sally Albright: Oh. Right. Thats right. I forgot. Youre a man.
Harry Burns: What was that supposed to mean?
Sally Albright: Nothing. Its just that all men are sure it never happened to them and all women at one time or other have done it so you do the math.
Many Years After.... and so many carrots cake after ...
Food is too important to be taken seriously
LOVE...LAUGH...INSPIRE





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