Pastry Cookie X Red Velvet Cookie Novels & Stories

You're not beautiful enough to have that attitude, Bitch. "Yes, ma'am," I said sweetly, despite the fact that my hands wanted to hit her. "Change it, I want a red velvet cake," she stated emphatically. Argh, Selena, you need to calm down, I rolled my eyes. "Excuse me, Ma'am," I say. I substituted red velvet cake for the bread roll. Lorraine was irritated as well, but it's all part of the café's routine. We just need to be folks with a lot of patience, fudge.

I asked looking down at my phone to see I had a message from Roxy Roxy🦋: so how is it 👀 Me: we aren't even at the restaurant yet calm down 😂😂 "We're going to that new Italian restaurant PiaSana" "I'm pretty sure you pronounced that wrong" I said laughing "Mane what ever you know what I meant" Zzzz Zzzz "Who is that Roxy or Te texting you" Cam asked glancing at me "Roxy" I said playfully rolling my eyes Roxy🦋: is it a date

Wyatt says, coming in to the room to kiss the baby. “Grab another dozen eggs, cream cheese and buttermilk, please. I'm going to make a homemade red velvet cake and cream cheese icing for Grandpa. It's his favorite and he needs a little something good to eat after eating soft hospital food for days on end. He's still going on about the chicken casserole your mom brought him.” I tell him.

When they finally left the cafè I immediately fix fhe Ingredients that I will be needing. If I didn't do anything my brain might explode. I decided to make a red velvet cake that is one of our famous cake. It's a pink raspberry cake. Mostly this is what most of the couples brought in our cafè whenever they want to suprise their partners. I also made some carrot cake and one upside down cake. It took me almost four in the morning and then Crumps attacked me that is why I decided to take some rest in the office. As I close my eyes, I saw all the scenarios that i don't want to remember.

I asked another thing, though the display shows brownies as well. "Yes." "Brownies or cookies. What do you think?" Yeah, I knew. It was a silly question. Still, I asked to prolong our interaction. Ruby took a deep breath and closed their eyes as if to suppress anger and not snap at me. "It depends on your preference. Both cake and cookies are worth trying." "You know what I like. But, okay. I will take the cake. The red velvet. I want two. One for you and one for me to enjoy while waiting for you working at the cafe there."

Chef Steven pointed to a baking tray filled with already-baked red velvet sponge cake. "Know what this is?" he asked. Valeria resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Red velvet sponge cake," she replied flatly. "Good. One of our customers wants red velvet, but not the usual cake," Chef Steven continued. Valeria frowned, unsure where this was going. Chef Steven pointed to the tray. "You need to make something with that as the main ingredient. The catch? Only four or five ingredients allowed. You have exactly twenty minutes. The guest is still on the appetizer, so work fast," he said before turning and walking out the door.

Once I arrive at the kitchen, I'm welcomed by the dulcet aromas of baked pastries. "Good morning birthday girl!" Mrs. Agnelli greets candidly as she inserts into the oven, a tray of Red Velvet Nutella Stuffed Cookies. "Look at the early morning delight for your birthday." "Good morning Mrs. Agnelli!" I survey the kitchen islands in amazement and recognize a few of the dessert dishes set on them. There is Caramel Banana Cream Tiramisu, Funfetti Cake, Creamy Eggnog Bars, and Chocolate Éclair Squares.

I had a feeling Valeria was the one who gave the idea for the text. "Do you love it?" Valeria asked, grinning at me. "As long as it is my angel, I will love it," I replied then cut the cake. "It is a vanilla and red velvet cake." She added it was indeed a four-layer frosted vanilla and velvet cake. I cut out a piece for the three of us then picked out plates and spoons. Valeria was more excited to eat the cake than me, and that was why she picked out her favourite flavours. Mine was strawberry and chocolate. The cake was very good and soft.

Madeline's POV "So, which of these options do you prefer?" The pastry chef smiled as she arranged an elaborate selection of sweets on the white marble table of her boutique. The place was one of those expensive Belmonte spots—pale pink walls, crystal chandeliers, and a display case that looked more like a jewelry store than a bakery. "We have gourmet pistachio chocolate truffles, coconut truffles with Brazilian nuts, caramel fudge bites made with artisanal dulce de leche, and mini Belgian chocolate éclairs that have been a huge hit at this season’s events."

I suggested making Alfeo chuckle. “So you are the kind of person who goes directly for the desserts first?” he mused making me blush, “Well sounds good to me.” Parting for a few minutes we both searched for what we thought would be tasty and bringing back my choice I handed it to him. “You went with a red velvet cake?” I asked laughing at the basic choice he had made. “It’s an all-time classic, plus my chances of winning increases with this,” he said and laughing I agreed. “Alright I’ll have mine after you taste yours, so give it a try.” I told him waiting for him to taste the cake that I had chosen for him.