A strong sweet smell enveloping the scent of freshly cut strawberries mixing together on the stove
cream whipped by hand and chilled,
When served the strong sweet aroma was reduced to a slight hint of delicious as if only to enhance but not overpower the taste.
each strawberry cut into a thin slice as evenly as the next - the freshness apparent in a flowering reddish pink.
liquid vanilla and sugar coating each piece
white cream, stiff at first sight but softened and melting upon first touch.
the shortbread - well, neither too hard nor too soft. crumbled naturally, almost perfectly with the strawberries and cream in between.
delicate slices of strawberry, softened with syrup. simple to chew but filled with numerous shades of sweetness in each piece.
cream that seemed to know when to melt - the instant it was placed on the tongue.
shortbread that was neither crispy nor too moist, but fell apart in your mouth gradually with the strawberries and cream.
strawberries naturally sweet, made more so with a syrup.
cream - though the portion was not small, it contained the right amount of sweetness.
shortbread - the contrast to the sweeter parts of the dessert, but fell apart in your mouth to release a sweet hint of its own.
What a nice dessert, thank you Kittycat. <3 :D Hopefully this description satisfies what you asked for. ._.
Sugar coating isn’t necessary, if it’s already so sweet. ~.^
P.S. Sorry not the most lively day to give a description, I’m braindead. Hopefully this wasn’t too cheesy, although that’s what I meant it to be, huehuehue. xD But in the end, it wasn’t a cheesy dessert anyways. ;)
Honestly the first feeling I was going to describe the act of eating this dessert with with was being on a swing in a breezy day with only light sunny rays and carefree days…