I just happen to be craving chocolate cake like no tomorrow so sometime next week I shall make it for dessert after making my Superman a scrumptious dinner. I’m thinking along the lines of Indonesian Ginger Chicken, roasted potatoes, and carrots. A salad? I don’t know. It just seems that every movie I watch lately somebody owns a floral shop, or manages for architecture or owns their own bakery or even just aspires to travel. This could be the reason why i’m leaking back into my past passion, however, I never really thought it was all past. When you learn to bake pie at 9 years of age and continue till your teen years and practically till almost graduation it just becomes a part of you. I might just love it so much because it’s my family, my mother cooks and bakes, and my aunt cooks all the time and my grandma knows where to get the best of the best ingredients. I could be searching for belonging or something but a taste of an amazing meal with my baby really isn’t any reason for an excuse. I just want to share another part of my life.
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