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Baking
Furtle essayed a recipe today in the culinary field.
In a burst of enthusiasm, she advanced on the kitchen whilst I wisely hid upstairs and faffled around on the computer. The object of her intent was to bake almond biscuits, something biscotti in nature. Delicate and round, thus:
They certainly didn't lack for enthusuasm or ingredients and despite what the recipe suiggested, the batter produced rather more examples than intended or anticipated. So here is what we got:
Not quite the delicate little morsels we were hoping for, but tasty and almondy, nonetheless. A trifle hard, too. Armoured Biscuits, perhaps. I like them; very tasty.
In a burst of enthusiasm, she advanced on the kitchen whilst I wisely hid upstairs and faffled around on the computer. The object of her intent was to bake almond biscuits, something biscotti in nature. Delicate and round, thus:
They certainly didn't lack for enthusuasm or ingredients and despite what the recipe suiggested, the batter produced rather more examples than intended or anticipated. So here is what we got:
Not quite the delicate little morsels we were hoping for, but tasty and almondy, nonetheless. A trifle hard, too. Armoured Biscuits, perhaps. I like them; very tasty.
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