Flavor Frenzy Flan Mga Nobela at Kwento

Only Rodney would develop a sugar rush just by seeing sugar. "Vanilla is my favorite flavor." I rolled my eyes at their flavor discrimination, their flavorism. That made sense, right? Of course it did. "Can y'all hurry up and tell the lady what you want already? She's waiting." I sighed in frustration. Getting these two to make up their mind and just pick one thing was always a struggle. The other day, we went to a MacDonald's and we all decided on our way there that we would get chicken nuggets and burgers and drinks when we got there.

"The same sort of flavor, but it used to be a fruit that grew on trees. They would peel the banana, cut it lengthwise, and then put three scoops of ice cream on it and then toppings. It was kind of like that monster you have there but a scaled down version." "I don't think I would like it," Mazal said, "More is always better." "I disagree. If it was smaller I would be able to taste each scoop separately instead of having it all mixed together," Lexi said. Once the girls finished, the whole group headed to the shopping center. Jack and Hadyn stayed back to give the girls some space, but Jack never let his eyes leave the back of Lexi's head. "She seems like a sweet girl," Hadyn said.

“I haven’t tasted any flavor before…” I froze, staring at him in disbelief. “That’s… so sad.” Guilt hit me as I glanced at the boy behind the counter. “Give us every flavor. All of them. He has to try everything. Unless—it’s too expensive?” “It’s fine,” Ashiel said with the faintest smile. “I want to try them too.” We sat at a small table as the boy handed us scoops of every flavor—strawberry, vanilla, banana, chocolate, and more.

“Wait, I guess I got your problem. To have a fluffy mixture of the cream and the milk, you have to beat first the cream until it is fluffy, then mix the condensed milk. Then, that would be your mixture.” “Okay, thank you madam.” Aunt Melba said and she pick the mixer and the bowl and a container where she will put the float. She prepare first the mango and cut it into strips. She beat the cream until it was fluffy, then mix the condensed milk. She align the graham cracker in the food container, put the cream and milk mixture and spread it to the aligned graham. Put the mango strips above and continue the process for the second layer. She was able to create five container and put it to the fr

I wasn't quite sure what to do with that, but I held it close to my heart anyways. "What flavors are you doing?" he asked me. My lips quirked without looking up from the batter for the second layer. The first layer was already in the oven. "American Waffles, Peanut Butter, Red Velvet, Mississippi Mud, Cookies n' Cream, Chocolate Mint, and plain Vanilla." He gave a low whistle. "All of those mix well together?" He looked doubtful when I glanced up at him.

Smells like vanilla that was being flavored with cinnamon. Oh God!

Jade and Maria walked into the mall with Denzel right behind them. “Do you want one, Denzel?” Jade asked, selecting ice cream flavors. “I'm good, ma'am.” He simply replied. “What is your favorite flavor?” Jade asked again. “Um.” Denzel adjusted a little. “Vanilla.” “That's bullshit!” Jade looked at the flavors. “Who likes vanilla?” “I like vanilla too.” Maria said. Jade looked at her in disbelief. “You too? Shame.” She shook her head. “That's like the most plain flavor ever.”

Carl asked “Maybe when I am doe, I am still full from this morning” “Are you sure?” “Let’s just get yoghurt then’ “Anything my queen wants” “What flavor do you want Melanie?” Carl asked as the stood in the yoghurt shop “I can’t seem to decide” “Do you want a bit of everything?” “No, that would be so much; there are over 50 flavors here” “You should take two flavors then” “I’d pick one and you pick the other”

The young girl pointed to a container with very little ice cream. “Seriously?” “Yes. Would you like another flavor? There are others.” “How about tomorrow? Would you have mango, then?” “Yes. We do make them at night. Mango is usually one of the fast sellers.” She gestured towards the containers and he could see a few which were already empty. “Is there vanilla?” “Yes, there is.” “Can I still get that little mango if I get some vanilla?” It’s not exactly an odd request. Others before him have insisted something similar.

After they separate it all, Denver transfer the other ingredients to a separate bowl. Martha takes it from him and put it on the electric mixer. Ariana and Sofia are busy peeling some potatoes and carrots for the lamb. Other than that, Don Angelito gets another tray of eggs for the Leche flan. "Hey, Denver. Can I request to separate the yolks again for the Leche flan?" "Letche flan?!" Sofia gasped in surprise. Angelito smiles and pats her head. “Si, es tu favorito, verdad? (Yes, it is your favourite, right?)" She shakes her head and goes to Denver as they keep on separating it.