I needed to thank my dressmaker today.
The lady who designed my gown.
She put up with every of my whims and fancy,
and tailored with the most lovely and beautiful gown.
See the beads on the chest?
I painstakingly chose each and everyone of them. Because somehow, i have developed this super- visual abilities. I was able to spot how some beads are larger than the others. Or how some beads have more shine to them.
I didn’t even care that the beads come from the same box
or that they are from same manufacturer.
Thank God, the patient lady designer put up with me.
She even put out her palms to collect my chosen beads, and incorporated it to the gown.
She really really deserves a cake.
If you read my previous post, you probably knew that i am still getting to know my new kitchen. Without the familiarity, i was almost afraid to bake something sensitive.
With all the beaten eggs, a sponge cake is sensitive in this point in time. I decided to forgo that and opted for the more stable chocolate butter cake.
I also knew that i wouldnt be able to refrigerate this before passing it to Patient Lady Designer. Because with the newer, smaller kitchen, was the new, even smaller refrigerator.
So unless i wanna excavate my refrigerator from its everyday residents of eggs, milk, fruits, and Reese’s PB cups just to make room for it, i needed a plan B.
Plan B was chocolate fudge, which is most perfectly malleable at room temperature.
Here’s what i did:
