Cakes are emblems of memorable moments in my country.
Unless it's its someone's birthday wedding or anniversary package.
You never offer cake.
People also buy cakes from big shops and very rarely make them themselves as that, entails learning how to bake and off, assess atates States research to produce one that will fit and unique an unique taste.
For instance.
I never crave sweets.
Despite growing up in a family that loves sugary food.
My brothers are all Hooked On Ice Cream candies chocolate, candy bars, and the occasional Being Suit.
I I, on the other hand, enjoy barbecues jerky and other more Savory treats.
I do enjoy eating cakes, but not ones.
That will give me a toothache after wage.
So making me a cake that I like is quite an achievement.
It was my sister-in-law who took on that challenge.
She made me a salted caramel almond cake.
Walk through my first book got published.
She wanted to make me a chocolate lava or triple chocolate cake, but my brother her husband reminded her that often.
I liked something that wasn't heavy-handed on sweets.
So So, the addition of salt to something that could have been loaded with sugar was a fantastic touch.
She made it at their house and secret, and everything was hush-hush until the evening.
When they had a small party in my honor, everything that the cake represented like realizing my lifelong desire of becoming a published author and my sister-in-law's, being able to craft a personalized cake I believed.
Where did did, what made make it remarkable to this day until now? I've never had anything quite like it.
I, it was the Perfect Blend of sweetness with a touch of softness that cut through that thick sugar like a hot knife.