Coco Calypso Strawberry Shortcake Novels & Stories

Now, he is going to opt for masters but which stream is still a big question. The table at the left corner near the window having a natural wooden polish on a round table with benches were booked for us. They order their regular churros, nachos, potato cheese croquettes, Matt special cookies, and Shirley temples which is a sweet blend of classic maraschino cherries and lemon-lime soda with a special touch of Matt which is top secret. And after taking one sip they knew why it tastes so different and is their favourite of all times which is sweet, sour and a bit spicy just like them.

I got it! I raise my eyebrows at her, “I have dozens of Giant Caplico from Japan.” “Woohoo, I smell Caplico.” her eyes brightened up, “Which flavor?” With my fingers, I count, “Chocolate. Milk. Strawberry.” She slaps on Justin’s table and proclaims, “One dozen each, and the deal is sealed.” I grin, “Deal.” Hoh. Positive and palpably, I did not see this coming. Dealing with Nikki is way easier than I thought. So, she’s a food junkie, huh?

Waiting was going to be the hardest part. *** An hour and thirty minutes later, the cake was finally done. Calla stood in front of it, staring at her work with a tired but proud smile. The cake was covered in a smooth layer of frosting, and on top she had placed sliced strawberries, a few blackberries, and some melted chocolate she had drizzled over it. Right in the middle of the cake, she had written “Happy Birthday, Rico” with chocolate. It wasn’t perfect. Some of the letters leaned a little to the side, and the “y” in birthday looked slightly crooked. One side of the frosting was also a bit uneven, and the chocolate drizzle had wandered off where she didn’t mean it to.

One of her maids brought two platters of cake for me to taste, and I gladly dumped the flashcards. "This is strawberry shortcake," Lucy said, pointing to one of the platters. "And this is chocolate ganache. Try both and let me know which one you prefer for the dessert menu." I took a small bite of each and savored the flavors before deciding on the strawberry shortcake. "This one is my favorite," I said, pointing to the platter. "Good choice," Lucy said with a smile. "I'll make sure to have it added to the menu. Now, let's move back to the flashcards dear."

I can’t blame him, I am indeed a regular here. Cali sipped her wine, her emerald eyes never leaving mine. “We’ll have two of the usual,” she mumbled after setting down her glass. My eyes narrowed at the server, and he disappeared as fast as lightning. “You’re a regular here,” she mumbled, a teasing tone lacing her voice. “I enjoy food,” was my unconvincing response to her. She hummed as our food arrived. Kai tod, kao pad sap pa rod, duck pinot noir, and Thai toddy palm cupcake.

Matawa, kurīmīna kokonattsukasutādo ga a*i, ka*ika*i no kurumi o mabushite ka*ika*i ni shiageta kokonattsukasutādopankēki. (oh well. There are tons of pancakes on the menu that it's hard to choose which to try first. If you have a sweet tooth, you can try the Classic pancakes, served with whipped cream, butter, maple syrup; Caramelized BaShop owner pancakes, topped with nuts and caramelized banana; Mixed Fruits and Chocolate pancakes, which has fresh fruits like kiwi, oranges, strawberries, blueberries, and a side of Creme Anglaise and a drizzle of chocolate sauce; or the Coconut Custard pancakes, which has a creamy coconut custard and is sprinkled with crunchy walnuts for added crunch.)

He dances as he mixes, occasionally making a small puff of flour fly from the bowl. “I like it!” He declares and grins. “What is the second one?” “Hmm.. I don't know.” She carefully pours the wet ingredients into the bowl and they mix it. “Come on.. think, Isabella.” Bella greases the baking pans and pours the batter in there, as she thinks about it. She has just put the cakes in the oven when she tells him. “I got it.” “What is it?” Chad asks, excited. “Copacabana by Barry Manilow.” Bella announces.

I said, and take another bite. She pulls out a sharpie and circles the cake on the laminated menu. I watch her stand and walk over to the table. She brings back six plates and I now have three cakes to sample. “Here we have the coconut cake with chocolate mousse and white cream, the classic vanilla cake with passion fruit curd and passion fruit cream, and the toasted almond cake with chocolate mousse and crushed raspberry cream.” “Ooh,” I say, and my eyes widen like saucers.

There’s powdered sugar on top like fresh snow. “These aren’t in the case,” she says, placing them gently on the counter in front of Theo. “They’re from my special menu.” Theo’s eyes nearly pop out of his head. “Special like… secret?” She nods. “Very exclusive. Kiddie-tested, adult-approved.” “What kind are they?” She taps each one. “Blueberry lemon zest. Banana-chocolate chip. Strawberry shortcake.” “I want all of them,” he whispers. “Start with one, buddy,” I say, though I can’t help smiling.

Calypso said as she wiped away her tears. The two of them got ready for the barbeque, dyeing each other’s hair. They both didn’t tell the other which colour they’d chosen. They were surprising each other, and they were giddily waiting in anticipation. They set out their bikinis. Calypso opted for a silver bikini with the words ‘SHORT STUFF’ in blue on the breasts and the bikini bottom. Cassidy has the exact same bikini, except hers is blue, with silver writing, which is what she decided on. Matching is the one thing they both love doing.