Angel Food Cake Pan With Removable Bottom の小説・ストーリー

-Before the accident- Early in the morning Angel was already busy with cooking activities. The night before she had bought various kitchen necessities at the supermarket. She couldn't remember the last time she felt this excited. Ah, Angel's food is sure to be fresh and clean considering that what Sean consumes is very guarded. After finishing making food to take to the hospital, she continued to make a birthday cake. Red velvet cake with cream cheese. For the decoration, Angel deliberately made a decoration similar to the Pororo penguin. Angel imagined Harriet's face when she saw her cake. Surely Harriet would scream with joy saying Roro.

Angelina said between bites, tapping her fork against her empty plate, "I've been thinking..." That tone in her voice was always the start of something. I raised an eyebrow. "Thinking about what, munchkin?" "The cake! For Tuesday!" She grinned as she wiped syrup from the corner of her mouth. "At the daddy-daughter bake-off!" "Oh, here we go." Damien muttered into his coffee cup. Angelina held up her hands as if delivering a pitch. "Okay! I want to make a galaxy cake...with purple frosting, sparkly stars, and maybe...maybe...tiny planets on toothpicks!"

Kimberly brought out a pan of freshly baked muffins from the oven,and carried it to the display glass where she was arranging the hot pastries when the door opened. She turned to their new customer and said. “Welcome to Angel’s bakery. How may I help you?” “I’ll like a cake.” “What’s the occasion?” Kimberly inquired. “My daughter’s seventh year birthday.” “That’s nice. We have some freshly baked cakes of different sizes and shapes in our catalogs. Please come with me.”

Angel scooped the cake and brought it to her mouth, but before the food entered and tasted her tongue, she suddenly frowned. “What is it? Why?” Angel pushed the cake away, then brought it closer to her nose. “The smell….” “What's with the smell?” Dave took the plate of green cake and smelled it. But he didn't smell anything out of the ordinary. It has a delicious matcha aroma. But Angel seems to think differently. “The aroma of eggs and matcha powder combined. Erghh! I… didn't know that the combination of the two ingredients would give off a nauseating smell like this,” Angel commented, suddenly lost her appetite.

Angelus replied Cersei warmly while telling the counter attendant the quantity she needed. "Coming right up!! The counter attendant said to Angelus warmly while bringing the Buttermilk Pancakes and Chocolate Milkshake out. "It's 50 box (50$) The counter attendant said to Angelus warmly while giving her the Buttermilk Pancakes and Chocolate Milkshake. "Here! Here you go." Angelus replied the counter attendant while giving her the 50$. "Thanks." The counter attendant thanked Angelus warmly while smiling brightly at her. "Cersei! Ain't you gonna get yours??" Angelus asked Cersei curiously because she wasn't making any orders.

Abena hung up as she went to get ready. Akosua headed to the kitchen and then started preparing lunch. She had a leftover stew in the fridge so she just added her rice to it turning it into jollof rice. “Maakua, Afia, I'm about to start with the cake o, " She called out as the kids hurried to the kitchen. Akosua Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). She added grease and flour to a 9x9 inch pan or line a muffin pan with paper liners.

I murmur, stepping closer to the island, my gaze dipping to the bowl in front of them. My nose scrunches in disgust. What’s supposed to be pancake batter looks more like a failed chemistry experiment. Gummy bears, Skittles, and all types of candy I don’t recognise float on top while the rest of the batter struggles to find space to fit. “It’s supposed to be candy flavoured,” Alina explains, giggling at my expression. “I see.” I turn to my husband who has the audacity to look amused. “Aaron.” “Yes, Angel.”

He refused to leave her side. "I went to the lower village markets early this morning, my Lady," Bryant explained quietly as he reached over to a tray resting on the table. "I bought the sweetest candied ginger and fresh lemon cakes. The old village bakers swore they cure morning sickness. Please try just one small bite." Angelika looked at the delicate yellow cakes which made her stomach roll with real nausea. The illusion magic was very taxing on her mortal body as it constantly drained her energy. "I don't eat cheap peasant food, Bryant," Angelika snapped coldly, trying to push him away. "I only eat meals prepared by the royal chefs. Take that disgusting sugar away from my face."

Cain was able to get a grasp on how Eiji was able to come up with the name of his first dessert but he got confused on the second one. "If you haven't noticed Mr. Cain, the ring box is being surrounded by white chocolate that looks like feathers. And the box itself has a symbol of wings on the top tart shell. That is why I named it angel's love since it mainly serves as a proposal dessert for lovers." Eiji made sure to have every detail of his dessert get noticed even with the very small detail of it like the wings that he made out of sugar. It serves as the supposed lock of the ring box that is why it can be found on the top tart shell. The ring box itself is open which is why it reveals th

“Lemme know when you need me to lick the spoon.” Creaming butter and powdered sugar together released a familiar sugary scent, way better than any expensive aromatherapy. Domini sifted the dry ingredients into the industrial mixer. She poured in white chocolate chips, and butterscotch chips and hand stirred the thick mixture, keeping the consistency between cake batter and cookie dough. She dumped the mix into a rectangular cake pan and set it on the middle rack of the smallest oven. She grabbed a saucepan, determined to nail down a souped-up version of mole sauce she’d been messing with for months.