Have you ever felt guilty yourself of calling something? Like say a baker.
I did and it was after eating this Black Forest Cake made by a German returning to Germany, from a recipe in German language.
When I ate it in the dark, I mistook the cherry filling for chocolate. But with all the perfect cream on top and the chocolate shavings and the night, made it the Blackest Forest Cake I ever had. The foreshadowing of it was when I met the baker in the morning with a stiff neck and that he had to bake a cake. I didnt realise that the cake was going to make me run up the wall and hide, even if with a little piece of it in my hand and mouth.
The recipe for this is from Marions Kochbuch.
I did and it was after eating this Black Forest Cake made by a German returning to Germany, from a recipe in German language.
When I ate it in the dark, I mistook the cherry filling for chocolate. But with all the perfect cream on top and the chocolate shavings and the night, made it the Blackest Forest Cake I ever had. The foreshadowing of it was when I met the baker in the morning with a stiff neck and that he had to bake a cake. I didnt realise that the cake was going to make me run up the wall and hide, even if with a little piece of it in my hand and mouth.
The recipe for this is from Marions Kochbuch.
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