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“some strawberries with whipped cream on a shortbread biscuit”

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the aroma…

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.

the appearance…

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.

the texture…

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.

the taste.

Heaven. 

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…

Good Day. :)

Just one of those days. You wish you could have them more often, but not everyday or they would lose value. Not the best day, not any special day. Just a day when everything went better than expected, and each part ran smoothly. One of those days that makes you grateful to be alive. ~

Why.

I can’t wait for this week to end already… I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I’m repeating too many errors and being too depressed over people and things. Thanks for being here Nhi. T^T I love you.

… Serenade.

WOW. WOW. 

The one day I can’t talk to you, they’re playing Serenade on the bells right now AND I RECOGNIZE IT FORSURE THIS TIME. I miss you. :( Yeah I know I just saw you yesterday …But still you get what I mean. THEY’RE PLAYING SERENADE ON THE BELLS RIGHT NOWWWW. T_T But I keep my promise. ^_^

I’ll remember you again soon when I eat the breakfast.

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