when cooking is not your thing🍪🍪
The smell of different types of food is always something that has been present in my life this in addition to the fact that my mother works something related to the bakery but if I had to choose a characteristic smell of my childhood it would be the smell of cakes 🍰🍰 that my aunts used to cook and although today they are older and cannot do it as quickly as before, every time I go to visit them they wait for me with fresh desserts and it is something for which I am very grateful.
Of course the fact that my mom worked doing baked goods did not mean that she was good at all I remember specifically a Christmas 🎄🎄 where I asked her to make gingerbread cookies (which I am quite addicted to at Christmas time) and she probably either saw me so excited or bothered too much that she told me she would make them for me but the night before Christmas when she was making them for me, I discovered that she did not even know a recipe, it was not really that terrible and even though we went through the ornaments and their taste was more like cake than cookies every time I remember it I feel very warm.
When I was little I liked to eat sweets 🍬🍬 lying on the living room carpet while I watched "The Moville Mysteries" a animated series that now seeing it older than very suitable for children was not really, I remember my uncle bothering me that I was a lost member of the Adams family for watching a rather horror series but what I expected if during my vacation I stayed awake up late while he told me horror stories? maybe he should pay me therapy
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oof the smell of just cooked cakes hits so hard. I remember my grandmother with that smell <3 what a sweet childhood of yours.
I remember that cookies, i love them too, nowadays i'm still addicted to it haha
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