It's almost ...
... almost ...
... almost philosophical!
But more importantly: there's not the tiniest trace of a dragon tail in sight! Whew, lucky me! :-)
So let the baking begin!

I decided to do it all "by hand" today. There's something so satisfying about stirring the butter and the sugar and the eggs with your own hands. Something almost primeval. It's how Cook would have made cake in your Regency hero's country estate. And he in turn would have fed those dainty morsels to the heroine while whispering sweet nothings into her ear. During those blissful moments they would have lain in his big, big four-poster bed, of course. And if she would have made a mess, he would have picked up all the crumbs afterwards.
I decided to do it all "by hand" today. There's something so satisfying about stirring the butter and the sugar and the eggs with your own hands. Something almost primeval. It's how Cook would have made cake in your Regency hero's country estate. And he in turn would have fed those dainty morsels to the heroine while whispering sweet nothings into her ear. During those blissful moments they would have lain in his big, big four-poster bed, of course. And if she would have made a mess, he would have picked up all the crumbs afterwards.
With his lips.
Oh my!
Eh ...
Ah, here: the flour, the cocoa, and the cinnamon.

Now take a look at the next picture and tell me what's wrong with it:
Now take a look at the next picture and tell me what's wrong with it:
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